#❀Bug x Chris!❀

[pr3ttyf4wn]

a hot new couple has dropped in the Mushroom circle Son of apollo!Chris x daughter of Demeter!reader

Chris - Son of Apollo, god of the sun.

Care bear band-aids, pins COVERING his bags, theater kid, guitar, journals, sticker collector, painter, cherry pepsi, Hyacinthus, messy hair, swim trunks with sun's on them, Heather's enthusiast.

"Im having such a bad hair day :c"

Bug- Daughter of Demeter, goddess of the harvest.

baking, bird-watching, blackberries that are JUST ripe enough, baby tee's, bug collector, pink converse, grass stained jeans, embroidery, has a pet deer named Strawberry, has the slightest of anger issues.

"Atleast your hair doesnt have grass stuck in it."

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a pr3ttyf4wn record!

[futuristicson]

Forever bitter that after one whole season with Chris this is all we got hug wise with him and Leo. And it was the most awkward one EVER.

Only for Wyatt to come in for one episode and get 2 really nice hugs with Leo in that ONE episode 😭😭

IT'S NOT FAIR 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[gingerteaonthetardis]

The X-Files: Fight the Future (1998) + blooper reel kiss

[paperweight91]

Merry Christmas Baby, You Sure Been Good to Me

Pairing: Cole Turner x reader (Bug)

Warnings: Smut, 18+ minors DNI, fluff

W/C: 1812

A/N: so these two got a hold on me, and what was supposed to be a short little Drabble turned into this. I love them, they must always be happy! Feedback and reblogs are kindly requested!

You looked around the living room, admiring your hard work. Cole was busy helping his parents with something to do with the farm, and you? Well you had taken the opportunity to turn Cole’s little guest house into a winter wonderland.

You were slightly anxious, unsure of how he would take your surprise. Things had changed a lot since that night a couple weeks ago. You felt heat zip through your body as you thought back to the long, passion filled night.

You were surprised at the ease the change from best-friends to couple had been. But maybe that was why the two of had always had such hard times in relationships with others. A part of you had always belonged to Cole Turner, and you were starting to suspect he felt the same.

You turned back to the kitchen, the hot cocoa staying warm on the stove. You peeked around, there was nothing left to do but wait for Cole to come back.

A thought occurred to you suddenly, there was one more thing you could do before Cole got back. You raced to his bedroom where you had tucked away your surprise for tonight. Opening his closet, you reached to the very back to find the neatly hidden bag. You pulled the contents free, pleased, but also slightly nervous about your choice. You desperately hoped Cole would like it.

Checking your phone you saw a couple new messages from Cole: ‘why did I agree to do this?!😭😱’ followed by, ‘almost done Bug 😘’ you smiled at his messages. Butterflies gathering in your stomach. If Cole said he was almost done then you had to get a move on if you wanted to finish your surprise. You stripped out of your casual clothes and started to pull on your gift for Cole. A candy cane striped lingerie set, with garters and thigh-high red stockings. Checking your make up in his ensuite mirror, you were pleased with the look. You slipped a cute red dress over top. Nothing fancy, but definitely cute. Just as you were about to slip your heels on, you heard Cole coming through the front door.

“Bug? Did you do all this?” There was wonder and awe in his voice as he took in the way you had decorated his kitchen and living room.

You stepped into the kitchen to see him twisting around to try and see everything you had added in his absence. Although he looked happy with your touches, you were still nervous that it was too much. Too much of you. You twisted your fingers and looked up at him through your lashes, “you like it? You’re sure?” Your voice was small, barely louder than a whisper.

Cole crossed the room, picking you up and spinning you, “Are you kidding me? This place has never felt as homey as it does right now.” He set you down on the counter, finally taking in your appearance. A confused look crossed his face and he blanched. “Do we-Did I forget?”

You giggled at Cole’s worry. “No! We didn’t have anything planned today. I just wanted to look good for you when you came home. Do you like it?” You grew bashful when you asked your question. You were eager for Cole to approve of all the things you wanted to do. Not only for him, but with him.

Cole cupped your face, thumbs soothing over your cheeks. “You’re beautiful Bug. It’s all beautiful. I love how you take care of me, everything you do.” He leaned forward and left a sweet kiss on your lips.

You sighed. This is what all your other relationships had been missing. The two of you cuddled in each others embrace for a few moments. Enjoying the company and security you offered each other.

Cole ducked in to kiss you again, slow and sweet. “I just want to go shower quickly. You wanna cuddle on the couch and watch a movie with me?”

You beamed at Cole’s thoughtfulness, his pureness. “Sure. I’ll turn the cocoa off so it doesn’t burn.” He stepped back and helped you off the counter. Taking another look around the house, and you before jogging away to the bedroom. “I won’t be long!” He shouted in his retreat.

Knowing Cole was going to race through his shower you quickly put the rest of your plan in motion. Deciding to turn the cocoa off first, as you two could definitely enjoy that later, but not if it was burnt. You then raced into the living room and began arranging a makeshift ‘bed’ on the floor in front of his fireplace. Placing the throw blankets and pillows just so. You wanted it to be perfect when he came back. Just as you heard the water turn off from the other room, you laid yourself down. Trying to arrange yourself in a sexy, yet comfortable position.

You decided on a position on your side with your head resting on your hand. Just as you finally settled, Cole marched into the room. “What is this?” He breathed.

His hair was still wet from the shower, and he was dressed casually in a pair of jeans and a gray t-shirt. He looked perfect to you. “Come lay down.” You said and smiled coyly.

Cole smiled and came to lay on his side across from you. He trailed his hand up your thigh, when he reached the hem of your dress he kept going before stopping in shock. “Are those-are you wearing?” His hand gripped your thigh a little tighter and his breathing grew ragged. His voice dropped an octave as he said his next words. “Maybe you should lose the dress bug.”

You rubbed your thighs together at his words, enjoying the way Cole’s eye roamed your body. The way his hands seemed to want to touch you everywhere. You rolled onto your front to display the zipper in the back. “You want to help me?” You grinned over your shoulder at his eager nod.

Cole straddled your thighs and slowly brought his hands up. Stopping to fondle your ass briefly before continuing up to where the zipper started at the middle of your back. He slowly dragged it down, wanting to savour the moment. When he got the first look at your bra underneath, he gave a small chuckle. “Look at these, did you buy this just for me?” His voice was filled with wonder. He got up to allow you room to scoot your dress off.

You heard Cole groan as your full set was revealed. “Look at you all dressed up just for me.” He pushed you back down to laying on your stomach with a gentle hand in the middle of your back. “Just lay there Bug, be a good girl for me.” You shivered at Cole’s words.

He started by trailing kisses down your back, his hands following close behind. He swiftly undid your bra, but did remove it. Then he started to firmly massage your back, causing you to let out a low groan. He worked each muscle until you were loose and floaty beneath him. When he got to your ass, he delicately slid your panties down your legs, leaving the garter and thigh-highs on. “I almost want to take a picture to keep this moment forever.” He murmured into your skin before biting into your right buttcheek.

You giggled at his words. “Maybe next time Cole, right now I just need you.”

At your proclamation Cole hitched your hips up and dove into your slit. You moaned wantonly at his eager reaction. He nosed at your entrance while he suckled on your clit. His hands coming up to hold your hips in place. He pulled away only to push a finger into your leaking hole. “How long you been thinking about me, huh Bug? Cause I’ve been wanting you forever.” You moaned at his words, too strung out from the pleasure to respond.

Cole dove back in and began tonguing at your clit. He eased a second finger in beside the first and groaned as your walls clenched around him. You could hear the squelching sound of his fingers fucking you, but couldn’t find it in yourself to be embarrassed in the moment. Your orgasm struck you out of nowhere and had you clenching and moaning Cole’s name over and over again.

He eased you through your climax murmuring sweet nothings to you. He pulled his fingers free and rolled you into your front, smiling at your blissed out expression. “My beautiful Bug.” He pulled your bra free and made quick work of his own clothes. Cole stretched his body out over yours, nuzzling his face into your neck, “I’m so happy I’m yours.” With that he thrust into you in one motion.

You gripped around his shoulder tightly, not wanting him to go far. He pulled himself from your neck to give you pecks and open mouthed kisses along your jaw. You brought your legs up, and locked them around his waist, and the two of you rocked together. The motions already like second nature to you both. When your lips finally met you poured all of your love for Cole into it.

He pulled away after a few moments to stare into your eyes, while he continued to lazily thrust into you. “What did I do to deserve you huh? You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

You smiled bashfully up at him through your lashes. “I love you Cole, always have, and I always will.”

He sucked in a breath your confession, his hips stilling. He breathed your name, “I love you so much, let me show you.” At that his thrusts became more feral, like your confession has awakened something inside him that could not be contained. He braced his weight with his left hand, while his right dropped down to play with your clit once more. You moaned and whined, gripping his shoulders so tight, you were sure you would leave bruises.

Soon you were chanting his name like a prayer, before your jaw dropped open in a silent scream as your climax ripped through you. Cole grunted as your walls clenched him tightly before reaching his own climax and collapsing on top of you.

You smiled into his neck, “so you like the lingerie, or…” Cole snorted and you both dissolved into fits of laughter. He rolled you both until he was on his back, and pulled one of the throws you had laid out over you both.

Stroking your hair, with a broad smile on his face Cole looked down at you, “Thank you for all of this. Everything. But I think this means I have to get you a way better Christmas gift.”

You snuggled into Cole and sighed. Finally feeling content.

*****

These two are giving me all the good feels and I love it!

Taglist: @stargazingfangirl18 @krirebr @rebeccapineapple @precious1610

Taglists are OPEN

[sturniololuv08]

Pogona

Chris is ready to take his relationship with Bella to the next level.

"Chris, where are we going?" Bella whined. The blindfold was snug over her eyes, keeping everything dark—just how Chris wanted it. He had been planning this surprise for a while. Bella was his favourite person, and he thought it was time for them to take their relationship to the next level.

"Almost there..." He drew out the end of his sentence as he focused on pulling the car into a parking spot. Once Bella felt the car's motion stop, she reached for her blindfold. "No! Wait!" Chris grabbed her hands and held them tightly. She jumped from the unexpected rough contact. "Not until we are inside, babe." His voice contrasted his tight grip on her smaller hands. He smiled even though she couldn't see it.

"Ugh. Fine." She let her hands fall while Chris was still holding them. He moved in and pecked her cheek. She lurched a little from the unpredictable affection. "You gonna make sure I don't trip?" She smiled.

"Of course." He hopped out of the car and ran to her side to open her door. She waved a hand out in the open air, giving herself a false sense of stability. Chris grabbed her waist and lifted her out of the jeep. The weight made his thumbs press into her hips, giving her a slight flutter in her tummy. She loved it when he would touch her, even if it were just something simple without the intention of becoming heated. After wrapping an arm around her shoulders, Chris made her feel stable on the ground. He pulled her into his side, and she immediately was flooded with the smell of his musky Dior. She sighed. "I promise you'll love it." Chris took her sigh as nervous.

"I trust you." Bella trusted Chris with her life. They had been together for a few years, and though they had ups and downs, they triumphed together. The distance was an issue, but Chris and she made a schedule until she moved to LA. Chris hated the fact that she always got hit on at her new job, so they made a little deal. Every time she got hit on, she had to snap him a hot photo so he knew she was thinking of him. It seemed silly, but he was just protective and never wanted to lose her. That's why when the thought of what he was doing now crossed his mind, it didn't take long for him to plot a plan and finalize the arrangements. He never wanted to lose Bella, so this was the next step in their relationship to connect them for a few more years. He was ready.

Bella heard the automatic door in front of her operating. "Okay. Take it off." Chris's voice was dripping with giddiness. Bella, once eager to remove the fabric, was now shaking slightly as she raised her hands. She tugged the blindfold up and waited for her eye to adjust to the new lighting.

"What is this?" She asked, looking around at the aisles and aisles of bagged food and cages.

"I thought it was time we kicked our relationship up a notch." Chris's smile was wide, and his eyes beamed with joy.

"Meaning?" Bella was confused. She looked around more, and it started to click. The puppies in the meeting cubes. The fish in the tanks. The bird chirping.

"That means pick anything you want." Chris grabbed her hand and walked her further into the pet store.

"Really?" Bella's excitement was surfacing.

"Really. I think since we've been together for a while, we should get something together. An apartment won't work because of Matt and Nick, but then, it hit me." Chris looked away from her to look at a rainbow parrot price tag. His face contorted. "Who the fuck pays over a grand for a fucking bird?" He chuckled.

"Come on. Let's find something affordable." Bella dragged him this time. She stopped in front of the cylinder fish tank. The fish swam in endless circles and loops as they just stared in awe like they were at an aquarium seeing them for the first time. Chris slid his hand down her arm and interlocked his fingers with hers. He gave her hand a slight squeeze.

"Wanna look at the puppies?" He didn't let his eyes wander from the tropical fish.

"Yeah." Bella broke her trance to stare at Chris. He was wearing jean shorts, which was rare for him. He had on his regular off-white air forces. His dark grey hoodie was oversized, and the hood was barely up over his head. His dark hair was poking out past the fabric. She saw his square nose and jawline lining up perfectly from his profile shot. He felt her staring.

"Puppies?" He looked down at her. He loved her big brown eyes whenever they got lost looking at him. He sometimes felt a little love drunk whenever she would pout with them or look at him the way she was now. Bella nodded. They walked past the cubes with puppies jumping on the walls and pawing at the excitement of strangers being near them.

"Awe." Bella quickly bent over the short wall, holding back the floof balls, and started petting a Saint Bernard.

"He likes you." Chris loved watching this scene unfold. Bella's hair fell over her shoulder, covering Chris' view, but he knew she was happy, and that's what mattered to him. He put a hand down in reach, and the puppy immediately bit down on it. "Ow." He withdrew his hand from reach.

"Apparently not you." Bella let out a little giggle at Chris' animated face of shock.

"No puppies." Chris fake pouted.

"Maybe a different one?" Bella kept playing with all of the baby dogs as Chris watched. He liked the idea of a dog, but after thinking again about Nick and Matt, he remembered their careers were very demanding of his time. After all, that was one of the things that almost broke them up on several occasions.

"Bug. I don't think I have the time for a puppy." Chris wanted to be honest.

"That's okay. They have to be both of ours." Bella was understanding.

"A cat?" Chris wasn't much of a cat person, but it was a less demanding option. Bella turned and looked at him with an expression he couldn't decipher. "What?"

"I don't really care for cats." She mumbled out. She didn't want to hurt his feelings and ruin the surprise.

"Oh. That's even better." Chris exclaimed. "Me either." He rubbed her arms up and down slowly to reassure her by touch. She lightened up a little.

"Okay, so no cats, agreed?" Bella was searching for that extra confirmation

"Totally." Chris started pulling her away from the puppies. They started walking through an aisle of dog toys.

"What if we don't find anything?" Bella would feel bad if Chris's big leap into their relationship was ruined.

"Either we get married or we get a fish and name it Oscar." Chris started laughing. Bella knew Chris was hard to push into lovey-dovey things so his joke was purely a joke. She knew one day they would get married but she always figured Chris would have Matt ask for him cause he'd be too spazy about it.

"Oscar?" She cocked a brow. "Okay. Okay." She nodded, judging his naming skills, or there lack of.

"Hey, nothing is wrong with -"

"Chris!" She interrupted him by running off. Chris lightly jogged behind her. "Chris." She whispered. Her eyes were doing the twinkling thing Chris couldn't turn down. He hadn't even seen what she was looking at and already knew she found their new commitment.

"What Bug?" He asked softly, looking at her.

"He's perfect." She refused to look away from the scaly creature in front of her. Chris followed her gaze to land on the sand-colored lizard.

"Are you sure?" Chris was hesitant. He knew nothing about the proper care for a bearded dragon.

"I'm positive. Chris, please?" She looked at him finally, but only because she knew her big brown eyes begging him would do the trick. Chris melted into the swirls that trapped him every time.

"I did say anything you want." He sighed, defeated.

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." Bella squeezed him as tight as she could, feeling his body succumb to the pressure.

"Alright, alright. Let me go get an associate." Chris wouldn't show it, but his heart fluttered with love. He loved Bella.

"This fella has been with us for a while. It'd be nice to see him go to a good home." The worker smiled as they boxed him up. "His favourite treat is the tobacco hornworm." Bella felt a slight mist behind her eyes. She was in love with Chris and the lizard. Chris and Bella eagerly picked out all the equipment needed for a cage and purchased everything. Chris paid because it was his idea for them to get a pet. They went back to Chris' house, set up the cage, and plopped the lizard inside. Bella stared at it with the same amusement from the pet shop.

"So what do we name him?" Bella wanted input.

"Oscar off the table?" Chris bent down to be head level with Bella. The lizard's head swiveled to look at the two giant creatures staring back at him.

"Toothless," Bella whispered.

"I love it, Bug," Chris smirked to one side. They shared a quick peck on the lips and went back to staring at the newly added member of their family.

Wrote this for my bestie @chrissbug333

I love you so much and you are actually one of my best friends forever <3 sorry your kinda stuck with me!!!

[shima-draws]

Sonic X episode 26 is wild bc like. Yes angst good. But ALSO. Chris is the son of a multi-millionaire (billionaire? Idk how fucking loaded Nelson is) and an international movie star. As their son he’s probably known by a good chunk of the world. There’s probably been kidnappings or attempted kidnappings on him since he was BORN. Therefore I really think that Chris is probably trained to know how to deal with being kidnapped. Unfortunate that he had to learn all that stuff but also very useful especially now since he’s been locked up by Eggman. Anyway what I’m getting at here is that Chris could have easily broken out of those metal straps (well, you know. Before he forcefully tore himself out of them later). Maybe he keeps a paper clip or a screwdriver in his pocket at all times and knows how to use them to pick locks/unscrew screws with his teeth. And nobody thinks to check him for those things because uh well. He’s a kid. Why would he have those things on hand. Idk. I just think it would have been so fucking funny if Chris freed himself while Eggman and the robots were monologuing and not paying him ANY mind bc why would they? He’s twelve and he has like no muscle so it’s not like he’s going anywhere. But when they do eventually look back to check on him (bc he’s been REAL quiet…sus) he’s just LONG gone and they’re like what the SHIT where did he go HOW did he break out of those straps??? This just leads to them flipping their shit and searching the ship and while they’re focused on that Sonic gets up there and absolutely WRECKS them for kidnapping his best friend. Also this could loop back into angst potential bc when Sonic DOES find Chris he’s like what just happened? Were you locked up and you managed to escape? And Chris just casually goes oh yeah I’ve been trained on how to deal with kidnapping situations since I was like. Four and Sonic just goes

[t3rvo]

ok sorry but i'm actually devastated they didn't get to do a lifemate ceremony... at the very least i wanted to see them have an earth wedding with shlorpian elements. sad ant with bindle dot jpg

[therhythmafterthesummer]

Pairing: Non-Idol|Chris/Bang Chan x Cam-Girl(AFAB)|Reader (You, she, her)

Synopsis: Introduced to an adult content creator by his roommate, Chris falls for her allure. But soon, he realizes she may be closer than he imagined.

Genre: Smut, Strangers to Lovers, Non-Idol AU

Warnings: MINORS DNI! This post contains nsfw material. Please do not interact with it if you are under the age of 18. Do not translate or repost to other sites. Mentions of sex work, mention of curves (reader is implied as curvy), breeding, use of pet names, unprotected sex [PIV] (please wrap it before you tap it), creampie, cum play, fingering, masturbation [both fem & male], spanking, use of adult toys, virtual sex, oral sex (fem receiving), slight degredation, choking, use of sir, talk of anal and anal play, talk of shokushu goukan, mentions of religion, (please let me know if I missed any)

Authors Note: Hi! So, let me start off by saying that I did little to no research for this project, so a lot of things may be incorrect in terms of virtual sex work or the camming world. This is technically four chapters, but I didn't feel like breaking them up into parts. But I hope you enjoy it either way.

Special thanks: to my friends Jay and @edanzgarden for reading over things for me. And extra special thanks to @therhythmafterthesummer for all the support and encouragement.

Word Count: 15,000+ {60+ min reading time}

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the real lives or personalities of Stray Kids. I do not know them personally. This is purely a work of fiction.

MINORS DNI

"I wanted to see how it'd look." He shyly answered. "Just how it'd look?" It was like you were purposely throwing matches at him when he was already doused in gasoline. He was seconds from being ablaze. You put the pillow aside and stood to your feet, making your way around to the back of his chair. You leaned in just to whisper, "Don't you want to know how it feels, Chris?"

Adulting should be made a crime. At least, that's how you felt at the moment. Why you decided to move into an apartment building with no elevator was beyond you. You clutched the box in your hands tightly as you peered over the top to navigate up the stairs to the fifth floor. It was moving day.

You had finally secured enough income to move out of the off-campus university housing you shared with a close friend and into your own space. Somewhere, you could finally let your hair down, a space to make and call your own.

You let out a sigh of relief as you arrived at your door, apartment 516, placing the box at your feet. The back and forth, up and down the stairs all day, had definitely puckered you out. Sweat pooled over your brows. You were drenched. Next time, you'd hire movers because there was no way you'd do this by yourself again. You grabbed the hem of your shirt and used it to dab away some of the sweat, exposing your midriff to the hallway air.

A throat cleared, startling you. "It's considered indecency when you're in the company of others." Your brows creased in confusion as you looked towards the opposite end of the hallway. An older woman clutched her bag closer to her body, and a dog's head popped out. It was uncanny, the resemblance between the two, both pomeranian and owner.

"I'm sorry -" she waved, dismissing anything you were about to say. "You have to realize that hallways are public spaces and -" a door opened, causing her to pause. Your gaze followed hers, and a lump immediately formed in your throat. Feet shuffled out of the apartment right across from yours. Your eyes shifted from the black socks and sandals, up the small sliver of leg, to the hem of the very worn basketball shorts. You quickly averted your eyes when they came in contact with what you assumed to be a semi.

"Good morning." The voice was groggy, but it finally drew your attention to the face of the new stranger, your neighbor. He had soft looking, plump lips, a large yet defined nose, and his curly hair covered his eyes. But even with all that, you could still tell he was attractive. "Christopher, it is well after three in the afternoon." You guessed the older woman had now found a new target to nag.

"I'm aware, Agnes. But it's still impolite not to greet someone when you first see them." He shot a smile your way as the old- well Agnes opened and closed her mouth like a fish. She glared at him, then you, before huffing and heading down the hall to the stairs, with her pomeranian in tow. The click-clack of her heels dissipated as she got further and further away. He sighed, "Sorry about her. She's been like that since her husband Stanley died a few years back. He was quite literally her better half," his lips curled, and that's when you noticed the dimples. Why was this man so handsome?

He extended a hand, "I'm Chris." It seemed like time and space had actually come to a halt, his hand still there between you. You could hear your heart beating in your ears, but honestly hoped you were the only one it was audible to. You took a moment to finish assessing the man in front of you. Your thoughts immediately took a turn as you stared at his extended hand. They would honestly look really nice as a necklace.

Your eyes traveled up his arms, his veins like a road map to heaven. He cleared his throat again. Trying your best to play it off, you took his hand and smiled. You totally weren’t obvious in checking him out. “Nice to meet you, Chris.” He bit back a smile as you stood there shaking his hand for much longer than you should have. “Ah- right, sorry- I’m Y/n. I’m just moving in.” You finally let go, letting your hand fall to your side. He looked past you at the box on the floor. “I noticed,” He straightened back up. “Need any help?”

Though the offer was kind, and you wished you could have the privilege of spending a little more time with him, that was the last box. “Last box.” You motioned towards it. “But thanks for the offer.” You flashed a reassuring smile, and he nodded. “Well, feel free to let me know if you need anything. I’m usually at home. And if I’m not, one of my roommates is, and I’m sure they would love to help as well.” He sunk his hands in his pockets. Clearly, not everyone in the building was as kind as he was, Agnes was proof enough. Either way, you appreciated the kind gesture.

“I’ll make sure to remember that… the same goes for you…” You had to look away. His gaze was too intense for the hallway first meeting. “I-uh, I should go,” you shyly tucked a few strands of hair behind your ear. “It was really nice to meet you, Chris.” He smiled again, and you swear your knees almost buckled. “You too, Y/n” Your name sounded like the sweetest symphony coming off his lips. No one had ever made your name sound so pretty.You hoped your ears had betrayed you and that you didn’t hear yourself whimper.

Your eyes went wide as you backed up a little too far, tripping over the box. You closed your eyes and hoped that the ground would open up and swallow you whole from embarrassment. But unfortunately, that did not happen. Instead, you were quickly grabbed up into strong arms before you could hit the ground. You peeked an eye open, only to be met with his beautiful face up close. You could finally see his eyes and just how much they sparkled. “Pretty….”

A faint blush dusted his cheeks, and he helped stand you upright. “You okay?” He checked to make sure you weren’t hurt, looking you over. “Physically, yes.” Emotionally? You were a total wreck. You swore you heard the famous G.T.A. ‘Wasted’, play in the background while you tripped. Your inner confidence had been absolutely decimated by the beautiful guy from next door.

The silence let the awkwardness set in. You nodded, “Well, thanks for saving my life twice.” He laughed, his little giggles sending heat right through your body. “Anytime.”A smile was still plastered to his face as he started walking backward. “I’ll see you around, Y/n.” And with that, he headed down the corridor to the stairs.

Once you had everything settled and your essentials out of the boxes, you ordered food and ate on your makeshift living chair. Milk crates really came in handy when you couldn’t afford furniture. Between gathering your first and last month's rent, plus the new streaming set-up you purchased from your friend, money was scarce. Really, if you called yourself broke, broke would laugh in your face right now. You were lucky to have a comfortable place to sleep and the internet to keep yourself entertained. All the other creature comforts could come later down the line when you’ve made a little more money.

You had to set your schedule accordingly around your move in date. But it didn’t occur to you just how much walking up and down five flights of steps would do you in. But you had business to take care of, despite just wanting to relax and watch back to back episodes of “Is it cake?” You sighed after checking the time. You had about an hour and a half to get yourself dressed and ready for work in your new space. “Let's make this money.”

After a shower and shuffling through a few boxes of clothes to get a matching outfit (and not some thrown together monstrosity), you settle down in front of your computer.You have been an onlyfans content streamer for a few years now. You initially started your page out of pure curiosity. A friend of yours had started one, and she ended up dropping out of school to pursue it full time. Though you were making a nice chunk of change, you never had the intention of dropping out to be a full-time sex worker. Even if the money made it super tempting.

It was just a nice side hustle that brought in enough cash for you to afford a slightly better life. University loans were not going to pay themselves, and the sooner you'd be able to pay them off, the better. Plus, it was nice having the extra money to do little things for yourself now and again, without having to send word home that you were in need. Call it stubbornness or whatever you'd like. You just didn't like feeling like you owed other people. So OnlyFans would do while you pursued a higher education.

XOAnime_babeXO

You loved to cosplay, but these days, it was rare for you to attend a con or even take pictures in your very intricately designed costumes. You loved the process. Finding a character you loved, buying the fabric, and whatever else you needed to execute the costume. Then, wear the costume and try your best to emulate the character. Acting was second nature to you, so that wasn't a problem. Once everything was put together, strangely, you felt like yourself. Pretending to be someone or something else for a few hours was somehow comforting to you. So your transition from cosplay streamer to OnlyFans content creator was less of a jump than it was originally thought it to be.

Your first few streams had less than five people in them, but the more you went live, the more attention you garnered. But it wasn’t until you did a collaboration with your friend who originally introduced you to the platform, that's when things started to take off. It wasn’t anything too risque. It was just the two of you sitting down to chat about your favorite anime character, dressed in your favorite cosplay. You did a tier list for FMK and had a very small make-out session before mutually masterbating with your vibrating wands. But with the number of followers she had, you couldn’t help but get eyes on you from there. And as some would say, the rest is history.

You had finally found your sweet spot. Streaming once a day, Tuesday through friday. The length usually varied but usually lasted between an hour and a half to two hours. But there was a rare exception where a chatter would ask for something that would last a bit longer. One time, a stream ended after four hours because of a request. But that was far and few in between. You were honestly just doing something that you liked all while making enough money to support yourself.

“Hey babes, I hope you didn’t miss me too much.” You started all your streams pretty much the same. Greet your chatter's before you’d go off into whatever scenario you had planned for the night. Tonight, you were dressed in black latex. To say it was form fitting would be an understatement. Dressed in your Reika from Gantz:0 cosplay, with your matching midnight black, waist length wig. A few in the chat knew immediately who you were, but for the most part, reactions were a little ambiguous.

But that part never really mattered. As long as you and your chatters had a good time on stream, it didn't matter if they liked the coplay or not. That part was for you. It was the little part of you that you got to share. "I have something special planned for you guys tonight." You were giddy, trying to contain your excitement. Your chatters didn't know that you lurked in the chat after almost every show. Unless, of course, you were too tired.

A few nights ago, a long-time chatter, Ji.oneHunnit, mentioned he was into tentacles. How he would love to see you with one in each of her holes.Though it would take some preparation, you figured you'd indulge him. Just like you made most of your outfits, you made all the accessory tentacles and even made the sound effects you'd play in the background. "I heard someone was into tentacle porn…"

You softly smiled, "Let's see what happens when my gun goes out, and I just can't seem to fight anymore." Role-playing was a favorite of yours. It didn't matter how ridiculous or overly dramatic it seemed. You'd give it your all no matter what. Even if it meant mounting and configuring random tentacles around your room on strings for you to fight.

The fight was honestly comical, but you put in your best effort. Your gun 'died', and you were left defenseless. With a large hole in the crotch of your suit form the fight, you fell to your back, still trying to fight off the tentacles, only for one, conveniently attached to a fucking machine, to slip into your cunt. While another slipped into your mouth. You left it up to the chat how fast the machine could go and hoped this fulfilled more than just one chatter's needs.

Chris came home from the studio to a lively house. "I can't believe she did that for me.. hyung, she just… she just knew my fantasy and fulfilled it." Jisung, his roommate, was talking a mile a minute to their other roommate who was trying to order dinner off some app. "I was in the chat room with you, Ji, I remember." He chuckled. 

"But - do you know how it feels? For her to fulfill a fantasy that you didn’t ask her to?" He sighed, flopping down onto the couch with a lovey-dovey expression on his face. "I think I love her." All his friend could do was chuckle while Chris looked more than confused.

He had kicked off his shoes and put them away before stepping into the living room. "What did I miss? Who is it you love?" Changbin, who had been vehemently searching for something to fill his stomach, widens his eyes in the direction of his friend and roommate. "Don't get him started." He mouthed, but it was far too late. 

"There is this cam-girl. She's sorta like my other half that doesn't know she's my other half -" Changbin cut his eyes in Jisungs direction. "What? She is!" He half pouted as he talked. "We are both subscribed to her. And we sometimes watch her together - not in the same room, but like- "y'know at the same time. I know she does this wish fulfillment thing every once in a while. But it had been a few weeks since she last did it. So it was unexpected. Today… She fulfilled a long-time fantasy of mine. It was mind-blowing.. and special, and I just…Hyung listen.." 

Jisung went off on an almost too descriptive recollection of events. Detailing even the smallest of things that happened, like how one of the tentacles swung in front of the camera while she was orgasming and nearly scared him to death. "..and I don't even know where the alien goo kept coming from, but that shit was fucking awesome!" Chris had never heard anything like that in his life. And though that wasn't necessarily his cup of tea, he wasn't going to yuck his friends yum. 

Changbin sat his phone down, deciding to look when everyone could get together and figure things out, "She fulfilled my wish a month ago." Chris looked over at him in anticipation. While Changbin and Jisung had similarities, they were also very, very different people. "Flexible play and double penetration." Chris's ear perked up, and he nodded for him to go on. "She came on stream, all oiled up and body stretched. She showed just how flexible she could be. She even fucked that amazing ass of hers for me." He smirked while Jisung nodded in agreement. "She seems like she cares about us. When I was sick a few months ago, she dm'd me to make sure I was okay. I'm telling you… I love her." Jisung went off on another tangent.

Chris sat for a minute and thought about it. His favorite streamer had started to taper off on her content. So, he definitely needed something else to focus on. Since flings and one night stands were off the table due to a scare. Watching porn and cams were the only things that filled his time, sexually. After a four year relationship, which ended very badly, and a string of flings with too many broken hearts attached. He just settled on being by himself for a while. What was the use of being unhappy both emotionally and physically? No one quite scratched the itch like he needed. He could do a better job with his own hand.

Chris sat in front of his computer, the cursor blinking at the top of his incognito page. He checked to make sure his vpn was on at least three times before proceeding. He looked down at the horribly scribbled url Jisung provided him. "The hell does this even say…" his door clicked open, "X-o Anime underscore babe x-o. It's all one word"

The door clicked closed again after Jisung loudly whispered to him. He was going to have to learn to lock his door if he wanted to prevent this from happening again. He sighed loudly, shaking his head before he typed her name in the search. She popped up immediately.

He could see her last stream was certified hot. The sticker was there to prove it. He clicked on her page, her banner that the top was pretty simple. It was just a photo of her lying on her side in a very sexy sailor moon costume. You just couldn't see her face. Her bio was also pretty straightforward.

Just her age and the country she was from. He continued to scroll down, looking through her recent videos to see if any tugged him in their direction. He perused for a bit before one short video caught his eye. It wasn't a stream. It was just a video she posted.

It seemed to be golden hour, and she was out on her balcony on a sun lounger. There was just something about the way the sun hit her skin, making her glow as if she was otherworldly, that reminded him of home. One thing he missed was beach days, how he could spend all day there without a care in the world. He quickly clicked.

The video started off with her adjusting the camera so all you could see was from her mouth down. She was simply dressed in a black tank and matching thong with a sheer panel right over her mound. You could see the wetness sticking to the fabric. Her balcony was lightly decorated with plants, a wind chime, and fairy lights that were already on, though the sun hadn't fully set.

"I have to be quiet… I think my neighbor is home." She put a finger to her lips before letting out a cute giggle. "Wouldn't want to get caught, now would we?" She pulled out a rose quartz dildo and slid it in her mouth to get it wet. She pulled it out with a pop. "I like to get off to the music he makes. Hopefully, we get to hear him sing today."

She put up a finger and like clockwork the neighbor started to play music. It seemed as if the window or door was cracked because you could hear it very faintly. She slid her panties to the side and spread her legs. She trailed the toy up and down her slit, catching some of her wetness on it. That's when the neighbor started singing.

It was almost like it was rehearsed. She pushed the toy in, leaning her head back, giving the camera a view of her neck and slack jaw. She moaned lightly, sounds mixing with the neighbors' eerily familiar voice. She moved faster as the song started to pick up rhythm.

Her brows were knit together as she bit down hard to stifle her moan so as not to get caught. Her black thong stained white with her cream as she continued to pound into herself. The lyrics started to sound a little bit clearer as if the neighbor was moving about the room, easing closer to their own balcony.

"Cause when you give me a glance, I'm sure that I see the universe in your eye…" Chris froze. There was no way. He went back to the beginning of the video where she was setting up and paused on the frame where you could see most of her outdoor space. He pushed his chair back and got up, walking right out his sliding door and looking at Y/n's neighboring balcony.

"Well fuck me…" It was her. She was the cam-girl that Jisung was obsessed with. The girl who he was just watching stuff herself with a rose colored, glass dildo. It seemed as if it was on cue that she walked out, mug of something in hand. She glanced over and gave him a smile that almost short circuited his brain.

"Hey Chris!" She waved. He stood there for a second, not being able to process the events that just unfolded before him. "O-oh.. Hey.. Y/n." He stuttered. "Ni-nice weather we are having, yeah?" She gave him an incredulous look before she chuckled it off. "Yeah, it's perfect." She walked out a little more, leaning against the railing. That's when he noticed her attire. It was damn near the same thing she had on in the video.

Only this time, her ass was on full display to him. He had to almost will himself to look away. "Yeah… Absolutely perfect." He cleared his throat. He could feel himself getting harder as the seconds passed by. As if he wasn't already hot from watching her masturbate. "I'll see you around, okay?" She tore her eyes away from looking out onto the lit up city nighttime skyline to him. "Have a good night, Christopher."

He nearly bolted back into his room, shutting the door, locking it, then closing the blinds as if she could see past the glass. As if she could see him. His heart felt as if it would beat out of his chest as he paced his room. The panic was setting in. She liked masturbating to his music? The fuck was that? He hadn't even realized she knew he did music, let alone, liked it enough to fuck herself to it.

The blood seemed to rush back and forth from his cock to his brain and back again. He needed to sit. He plopped on the edge of his bed, entirely too far gone to properly process this information overload. How often had she… played with herself to his voice? Something in his mind told him not to go down that rabbit hole, but he just could find it in him to help himself. He migrated back to his computer chair and started his search through her videos. It was going to be a long night.

Shame. That's what he thought he should have felt at that moment. But the emotion never washed over him. The second he found out the truth about her, it should have pushed his cape of truth and morals forward. It should have stopped him from going down this route. But again, it did not. He descended into the pits of hell, watching almost every single video from the start of her channel until the last few weeks, where he started to join her lives.

He was close to obsession at this point. Nearly memorizing all her moans and moves. The things he knew she'd do to herself to tip herself over the edge. The things he wanted to do to her to get the same reaction. He should have felt shame. He really should have. But he couldn't find it in him, not right now. Not on this Friday evening. Not when she would be live soon. No, instead, he found himself with his hand gripping his member through his shorts as he bit down roughly on his lip.

From the moment he first laid eyes on her, he knew he was in trouble. She was gorgeous. Curvy, beautiful eyes, and kissable lips. Soft skin. He couldn't be normal about her. There was no way he would be able to do anything platonically when it came to her. No. He was smitten at first sight. Then, to feel her in his arms, even if he was just catching her before she fell, he wanted to feel that again. To hold her again.

But now here he was, typing the oh so familiar name into the search bar on OnlyFans, anticipating the show she would give tonight. All week, it was all he could think about, even with her streaming almost every night. Every blink, every breath was filled with thoughts of her. His eyes widened when he realized she was already live. He quickly clicked on her room. His arousal heightened when he saw what she had on.

Her tiny, pleated, black leather skirt left little to the imagination. The black mock garter stockings that peaked from underneath seemed to dig into the flesh of her supple thighs. Her shirt was slightly unbuttoned to where you could get a glimpse of her lacy bra. Every time she shifted forward, the cross hanging from her neck would catch the light, only to disappear into her cleavage when she leaned back.

He moved his boxers and shorts down to free his hardened cock. His fingers circling the tip absentmindedly as he listened to her talk. "I promise I'm a good girl. I don't know why I find myself in trouble as often as I am. Look at what the nun did to me today." She turned around and with little to no effort she revealed her ass to the camera. It was red from what one would assume to be a flogging. She leaned forward, arching her back a little to show off not only the fact that she had no panties on, but also that she was soaked.

He groaned. She had absolutely no right to be this sexy. "It's so sore I can barely sit down. I wish you were here to rub it for me… help me ease the pain." She laid her torso on the floor and reached back to rub her reddened ass cheek, and he damn near lost it. Hell, he wished he was there to help her ease the pain as well. She at least deserved that. His mind drifted off to just how she got the marks in the first place. He knew she hadn't left the apartment in hours. He would have heard the front door shut. And no one had visited from what he could tell, either.

Did she really paddle herself before she went live? If so, she could have asked for help. He was always more than willing to lend her a helping hand. He told her that the first time they met, and he meant it. The same hands that would have helped her prep that tight little cunt and ass while he was at it. He groaned, loud. Almost forgetting he shared his space with three other people and a wall with the very streamer he was about to get off to. But that was something he could address later, that is, if he was heard. "I wish it was you who caught me and not that stupid, mean nun." She whined and it pulled him from his thoughts.

"Would you have been able to stop yourself when I started to whimper and beg? Or would that have turned you on?" She moved her body a little so you could see that part of her face that wasn't obstructed by her mask. "... it turned me on, imagining it was you…" She spread her arousal, soaked lips, "See how wet I am, just thinking about you making me your good girl.." The chat was going a mile a minute. He sat up and typed something in, free hand still languidly tugging his length.

WildWolf1003: You deserve to be rewarded after taking such a beating, baby girl. How are you going to reward yourself for being such a good girl?

She answered a few other questions before getting to him. "Thank you for thinking I'm a good girl, Wolfie…" She hummed and lightly wiggled her ass as she thought. "Maybe I should use that toy you sent me last month as a reward? Or is that too much?" His cock twitched at the thought. Yes, it was a bit of a self indulgent gift. But what man with the means wouldn't send a replica of their dick to a girl who definitely deserved it? A well crafted, hand painted replica, at that. Plus, who needed to know he lived right next door? She surely didn't. He made sure to send it from the town over and ship it with no return address.

She giggled as the chat roared with questions about what her affectionately named wolfie had gotten her. "Let me show you…" she moved out of the frame momentarily and returned with her full-length mirror and the life-like, suction cup dildo. Chris braced himself. He moved his hands to grip the armrest of his computer chair, letting his member rest as she set everything up. He didn't want to make the mistake of cumming before she even got started.

It took her a few minutes to get everything configured, coming back into frame fully. "Sorry for the wait. I hope you aren't too mad. I took so long." She pouted a bit, and he could have sworn his heart clenched. "I should spank myself because I took so long?" Her pout deepened as she read the chat, "But Wolfie said I was a good girl.. I- Fine, ButtHunter." She crossed her arms under her chest, pushing her cleavage up. "How many hits? Do you want me to use my hands or something else?"

Chris watched patiently as she fulfilled the others' requests. His eyes would shift from her to the gift he got her and down to his engorged member. He would wait as long as he needed to, just as long as she wanted. She bent back over, the marks on her ass from before were long gone. The chat requested that she spank herself 25 times for the five minutes they had to wait, plus the fact that they wanted her cheeks as red as they were before.

She truthfully took it like a champ. Each hit made her cheek a little redder than the previous one. She struggled towards the end but got through it nonetheless. "That wasn't very nice of you, ButtHunter." She pouted again, causing his dick to twitch yet again. It took everything in him not to touch his length in hopes she'd get to reward herself like he wanted. "Can I please have my reward now? I've been good all day.. I even gave myself twenty-five extra licks…" God that pout of hers would be the death of him one day. How could you not want to give her what she wanted?

Ji.oneHunnit: Let her have her reward. She's been punished enough…

JUT.dae: I don't think that ass of hers could take any more of a beating. Gosh, I wish I could kiss it better..

She perked up reading a few of the comments in her favor. "Thank you." She stifled a smile by biting her lip. She moved, grabbing something out of view of the camera. Returning with a bottle of lube. "I'm going to be honest. This is a little bigger than what I'm used to…" She poured the lube in a thick glob. "I hope it fits… Wolfie." He almost came untouched. He groaned again, hands reaching to tug on his curls.

"Fuck…" Just the thought of his cock stretching her tight heat, did things to him. Even if he wouldn't be able to feel it, that toy was an extension of him, his member. He couldn't wait to see how her tight cunt wrapped around it. This was for sure going to give him plenty of material for his spank bank. He hadn't even realized he had closed his eyes and started to touch himself again. When he opened them again she was stroking the toy, almost mirroring the way he was. His eyes rolled back at the sight.

"I can't just sit on you, you know that, right? I have to make sure we are both ready….." Her other hand was between her legs, doing only what he could assume was, touching herself. Getting her hole ready to be stretched. She stayed like that for a few minutes while interacting with the chat. "Okay… ass your tits.. which would you rather be in your face?" Of course ButtHunter was the first to answer with ass. There were a few who went for tits. But she wasn’t satisfied.

"What about you, Wolfie? It's your gift. How do you want me?" The way the sex oozed from her lips honestly made his mind a little hazy. Her tits were great. Beautiful, really. But the thought of her gripping his desk as he bounced her up and down his length right there in his computer chair just hit different.

WildWolf1003: Normally, I wouldn't care, but the way your ass looks in that skirt tonight…

She smirked. She knew what she was doing to the people in this room. She wore that skirt with intention. Planned that scenario with intention. Even flogged her own ass prior to streaming, with intention.

WildWolf1003: Ass, please, pretty girl.

She just nodded, turning around and situating herself above the toy. She teased herself at first, rubbing it between her pussy lips, smacking it against her clit. All while keeping an innocent smile on her lips. Every movement she made, Chris tried his best to duplicate. He immersed himself in the scene. Pretending that he in fact was the one who punished her. His hands were the ones that left all of those pretty red marks on her ass.

Only to find out that she was pantiless under that very, very short skirt. A flogging just wouldn't be enough, not for his pretty girl. No, she needed to be punished even more. She needed to be stretched and filled till she begged for him to stop. But he wouldn't stop. No. He'd keep going until his pretty girl was leaking with a mixture of their juices. All the remnants that he couldn't fuck deeper into her."It's… its so big…" she really was struggling to even get the tip in.

She received encouragement from the chat as she continued to try to slip the tip into her tight hole. She pulled away from it and pushed two lubed fingers in, scissoring them to loosen herself up. "I guess I needed to stretch myself a little more before I tried to take it…" she giggled and added a third, "Hopefully, this will help." Once satisfied, stretched, and significantly wetter, she tried it again. This time, it made a little more leeway. The tip finally pushed past her entrance, slowly being enveloped by her walls.

Her pussy squelched as she slowly slid down, letting the toy stretch her. "Fuck… it's so big.." she moaned. Chris's fingers were wrapped around his cock tightly, trying his best to mimic the look of her tight walls around his toy. He reached for the warming lube with his free hand and doused it on his cock to aid in the fantasy. He teased himself while she adjusted. Boosting his volume so he could tear every whine and whimper that fell past her beautiful lips.

It took quite a few pumps before she finally seemed to relax. The tension in her muscles started to visibly diminish. She slowly started to move. Her tight walls looked as if they were sucking the toy in with thrust. Her small moans of ecstasy progressively start to fill the cozy room. Chris tried his best to keep the pace she was going at, trying his best to keep himself afloat. He was drowning. Overwhelmed by the sights and sensations. He couldn't help but think about how this was the loudest he'd ever heard her moan. And that was all because of him. It was his cock- well a toy replica of his cock, that was filling her up.

It was his toy that had her creaming all over it, grinding down on it just to get closer to euphoria.

Him. This was because of him. "You feel so…. Good.." Her voice was airy and light, and if it wasn't for him having his volume at levels that were almost dangerous for his ears, he would have never heard her. The noises he was making started to grow as well. The sound of his fist, tight around his member, drenched in precum and lube. His soft pants and groans, the tiny wines he released every once in a while."Tell me I'm a good girl… make me cum for you…"

He groaned even harder, "You're such a good girl… so… fucking good." He felt as if he was losing his mind. As if with every stroke, a little bit more of his sanity was leaving him. How could he be this gone for someone when they had barely touched, had limited contact? He needed to get a grip on reality. But the grip he had on his cock was much firmer at the moment. She smacked her ass, making it jiggle even more than it already was. The sight, the combination of the tiny skirt bouncing, her still reddened ass cheeks, the vice grip her cunt had on his toy, they were all maddening. The culmination threatened to send him straight to hell.

"Can I cum for you?" She was practically pleading. Begging, "Please baby…can your good girl cum?" He couldn't even vocalize the word, he nodded profusely, as if she could see him. She bit down hard on her lip, raggedly breathing through her nose. Her eyes rolled back as her orgasm crashed over her, her whole body violently convulsing. Her mouth fell agape, her moans silenced momentarily before she loudly moaned. It was almost loud enough to hear past the wall and the blaring volume of his earphones.

His grip tightened further, almost to the point of pain. The sounds and images before him, sending his body catapulting into space. He arched up almost out of his seat, crying out as he came. Spurts of his seed covering his hand, torso, and some even hitting his keyboard. "FU..CK…" he body fell back into the chair, causing it to roll back a little. He could swear he'd never cum so hard in his entire life. How was it possible that a cam girl, who hadn't even touched him in that way, had made him feel like this?

He sat limply in his chair, his legs gapped open. Cum covering his hands and body. Too tired to even try and make a move. His eyes were still trained on the screen, despite them desperately wanting to close. She looked just as fucked out as he felt. She sucked in a shaky breath, "That.. was amazing…" she lightly giggled as she tried to gather herself. She slowly pulled the toy from the death grip her walls had on it. The sound itself was orgasmic, the squelch, the the sound of her wall closing the space the dildo had just made for itself.

Then seeing the cream that rushed out her cunt, slowly trickling down her slit just to perish on the fuzzy white carpet. "This was the best gift ever, Wolfie…" She sweetly smiled at the camera, her eyes half lidded from exhaustion. "Thank you all for tuning in… I'm too fucking tired to continue." She giggled again, "See you again soon, babes." She blew a kiss, but it was clear she could barely move her limbs, but she somehow managed to gather enough strength to end the stream.

Chris sat there, cum now tacky and nearly dry. The chat is still going crazy, even with her screen now black. The post nut clarity was beginning to sink in. All the shame he swore he should have felt earlier? All the handful of weeks that passed by with him, watching every bit of her content? It all came rushing to him now. This was wrong. Awfully wrong. He had sent his next door neighbor a clone-a-willy of his dick, to which she fucked herself on stream. To which he explosively masturbated to. Though she seemed to be thoroughly satisfied, it still felt… wrong. What had he done? Who had he become? How the fuck was he-

"Hyung, did you see the- Holy fuck!" His roommate almost jumped out of his skin, finding him like this. His curls slick with sweat and matted to his head. Cum dried on his stomach, hand, and member. Eyes half lidded and glossy from exhaustion. Lips swollen and red from the numerous times he had bitten down on them in the past hour. His penis, flaccid against his lower abdomen. Boxer briefs and short around his knees as he sat slumped in his chair, while his mood light illuminated everything. There was no way to explain this. No way at all.

Chris felt as if he was being intercepted for an intervention. Changbin and Jisung both sat at the kitchen table as he exited his bedroom. "Hyung, can we talk with you for a minute." The look of concern on Jisung's face only made him want to turn around and close the door behind him, never to exit the comfort of his bedroom again. It had been nearly two weeks since the incident with Jisung. He hadn’t mentioned it, and there was no way in hell Chris was bringing it up.

He resigned, sighing as he trudged over to take a seat. "What's up?" The two men looked at one another, Jisung nodded for Changbin to speak first. "Ji told me how he walked in on you a few weeks ago.." he put his hands up, "Trust me, he and I had a conversation about boundaries -" Jisung gasped, "You sleep on Hyunjin's bed when he isn't here!" Changbins eyes shifted from Chris to his younger friend, "He's never here! But this isn't about me." He whispered through gritted teeth.

They both went back and forth before Chris finally got fed up and intervened. "What is this about, really?" Once their attention was back on the older male, Changbin continued. "Hyung, we just want to make sure you are alright. You know that we, "he pointed out between him and Jisung, "are always here if you need someone to talk to…. Someone to vent to…" Jisung nodded and continued, "I thought you ascended. It didn't look like you were blinking or breathing…If your dick had’n-" Changbin slapped his hand over his mouth.

"We've never.. known you to be like this, and we are just concerned. It's normal for Ji to be like this… but you?..." Changbin trailed off. Chris understood. He had been acting strange since he found out the truth. He had truthfully become consumed by you. He tried to keep your online persona and your real life separate. Though you had this bubbly sparkling personality online. You kept to yourself for the most part offline. You dressed for comfort anytime he saw you out, and any glimpse of the made up, cosplay girl was nowhere in sight.

He had to snap out of it. Quickly before he really got in above his head.

He nodded in agreement, "I know I haven't been myself lately. But I promise I'm okay." He tried his best to put on a good face for his friends. "Good, because I've made every excuse in the book to throw a party, and none of them have worked. So we are officially throwing a 'Chris' is back, bash.' Tonight." Changbin nodded and stood to his feet as if his last-minute announcement made any sense. He disappeared towards his room, "Invite all your friends. The festivities kick off at 10."

What kind of debauchery was going to unfold tonight? Chris had no idea, but he knew he would never be prepared enough for it. He wanted to back out, but he knew his friends would remove the door off the hinges if he even attempted. He was currently sitting in his computer chair, incognito tab open, contemplating whether or not he should watch your last stream of the week before the festivities. He could quickly pump one out and take a shower like nothing happened.

He had your page bookmarked, so it was easy to navigate right to it. Normally, you would be ready to go live, but instead, there was a notice at the top of your page.

"Sorry for the inconvenience, but there will be no live stream tonight 😔. I uploaded a video just for my babes. Hope you all enjoy it and I'll see you all next week. XoXo."

His disappointment was rather palpable. How could a prerecorded video ever make up for your lives? He sighed, leaning back in his seat. He begrudgingly clicked the video and full screened it. He slid his earphones on and immediately felt like electricity was jolting through him. The lightning was dark, and it took a while for the camera to adjust, but it did. "Hey baby…" she moaned. This felt oddly personal. Like it was meant for a significant other or something. It felt strangely like a video call.

"I miss you.. so much. It feels like forever since I've seen your face. Do you miss me too?" She must have been playing with herself. Her breathing alone gave it away. "Yeah? Well, why don't you play with me for a while? Hmm?" She pulled the thin tank she had on up over her breasts. The fingers of her free hand circled her nipple. "Are you touching yourself too?" Chris bit down on his bottom lip, trying to fight the urge to play along. "Please baby…. Play with me." She whimpered, and he broke.

He pumped some lube in his hand, and then he dipped his hand into his briefs, taking a hold of his length. Shuddering at the feeling of his own warm hand, wishing it was yours. She dipped her fingers in her mouth, sucking on them to get them nice and wet. "I wish it was you.. baby." She spoke once she pulled them out. He could only imagine she moved them to her pussy, fingers pushing through her folds to coat her clit with her spit. Her breath hitched, "I wish I could feel your touch instead of mine.." God how he wished that as well.

He wished he could fulfill all of your fantasies. All it would take was for you to tell him what you wanted, and he'd do it. ".. Your fingers are slipping inside of me to stretch me… just for you." She moaned, her mouth falling open. "You stretched me out so good last time, I doubt my pussy will be satisfied with anyone but you." The noises her fingers made as they entered and exited her wetness were starting to become the soundtrack to his life. He picked up the pace to match the speed.

"You felt so good inside me, baby. I've never been so full.." Her whimper was so loud it echoed off the wall, "I've never cum so quick…you ruined me that night.." she breathed out, fingers picking up the pace once again. "You ruined me for anyone else… I'm yours baby.."she whimpered again and he had to close his eyes. Just hearing all the noise was good enough for him. "All.. yours… only yours…" She was getting more frantic by the minute as was he. He tried his best not to think about the context of this video. That would send him off the ledge for multiple reasons.

He tried his damnedest to push all the thoughts out of his head, to focus solely on the sound of her fingers sliding in and out of her wetness."I'm so close…" He kept telling himself to focus. Not to let his mind wander to how realistic this seemed. Like how this could absolutely be a video she sent to her boyfriend. One that had been away for a while, unable to please her, to tell her how much she meant to him. "I wish you were here to fill me up…. And then fuck it deeper.." His eyes flew open. She had changed the angle of the camera, it was now fully focused on her wetness and how her now three fingers stretched her cunt.

".. Fuck it so deep so that will never come out. Tell me that'd be your gift to me, baby. Tell me you'd love to stuff me full.." It was his time to whimper. The mere thought of stuffing her full of his cum made him want to burst. "Is that what you want, baby? To fill me u-" She cried out, unable to finish her sentence. Her back arched. Legs shook. As she came around her fingers, thinking about someone breeding her. He followed soon after, he was in the same headspace. But instead of it being some random person, it was his next door neighbor. It was you. She was silent for a few minutes, taking in shaky breaths in an attempt to settle herself.

"I- can't keep cumming this hard." She chuckled, "but just the mere thought of you gets me hot, baby." She moved the camera so he could once again see her lips. "Please don't keep me waiting long. I hope to see you soon, babes." She blew a kiss and waved before the video ended. He once again was a disheveled mess, but at least this time he could move a little. He cleaned himself up with the napkins sitting at his desk, then tossed the used papers in the bin before tucking himself back into his boxers.

His phone chimed, a notification popping up letting him know he had a text.

Bin: You better not chicken out on us. This party is just as much for You as it is for me and Jisung.

Chris: Yeah, yeah. I'm getting ready. No worries.

Now, all he had to do was get up for that to be true.

By the time Chris made it out of his room, the party was already in full swing. The house lights were dimmed, but the mood lighting they had all around the living areas danced and changed color to the music. Changbin had somehow hired a DJ and a bartender to appease part goers. Chris recognized a few faces here and there, but a lot of these people were completely foreign to him.

But seeing how his roommates were mingling, he assumed they were all people they knew. He didn't mean to look like the biggest wallflower in the history of wallflowers, but he couldn't help it. His usual outgoing demeanor was replaced with that of a shy guy. He stood by the wall to the hallway that led to their rooms and bathrooms. He made sure to leave a sock on his door so no random couple would end up fucking in his bed. He bobbed his head to the music, just casually taking in the surroundings. That was until he saw you walk in. 

Stunning. Your hair was up, letting every inch of your face shine like it should. Your curves were on full display. Your outfit added to your mysterious allure. A black corset top to accentuate your beautiful breasts while tugging in your waist. Your black mini skirt was definitely short, but it still left something to the imagination. All while hugging your curves perfectly. He couldn't take his eyes off you, not that he would have anyway. You giggled at something the guy on your arm said - Chris's brows furrowed. 

Did you have a boyfriend? You smacked the guy's chest as you continued to laugh, and his heart sank. Though he had talked with you several times in the halls, there was never any segue into personal information like,  if you were dating or not. He felt stupid. It wasn't a hard question to ask, and asking it would have spared his feelings.. probably. He saw Jisung walk up to you both, giving each of you hugs. His confusion deepened. How did you know Jisung, and why had he never mentioned he knew you? Jisung motioned in Chris's direction, causing the man to freeze. What was he doing?

You, your guy friend, and Jisung pushed thro the crowd and over to him. "Hyung, have you met our neighbor?" From the time Jisung pointed Chris out, you hadn't looked away. Chris hadn't taken his eyes off you either. "I have." He couldn't help how taken by her he sounded, even if he tried to come off as nonchalant. "How are you, Y/n?" Your shy smile made his heart melt. "I've been alright. I've been a little busy this week, but I'm glad I get a few hours to unwind." It honestly felt like they were the only ones in the room, even with an apartment full of people.

Jisung cleared his throat, "Right… This is Felix. They are both friends from when I was in school. We are all in a gaming league together." Felix extended his hand, and Chris took it, shaking it firmly. "It's nice to meet you, Felix." The boy's eyes widened at the hint of an accent that Chris had, "Aussie?" Chris also had the same realization. "Yeah." It was like an immediate connection. They started to talk about where they were from exactly and the things they had in common started to pile up. He was so busy making a new friend he hadn't even noticed that both you and Jisung had walked away.

As it turned out, Felix was not your boyfriend. As a matter of fact, you were far from his type. Felix had a raging crush on Chris's roommate, Changbin. He couldn't lie and say he wasn't relieved. He most definitely was. "I'm going to go talk to him since he's free. This might be my only chance." Felix smoothed his hands over his pants before heading in the direction of his muscled friend. "Seems you two really hit it off." He didn't need to turn around to know who the voice belonged to. "Bethany." He sighed. How did his ex manage to get invited? He could feel his blood start to boil just being in her presence.

"How are you, Chrissy?" She ran her hand up his arm, stopping only to wrap both hands around his biceps. "Miss me?" He closed his eyes, trying to maintain his composure. Bethany had almost caused him to spiral after their breakup. She gaslit him their whole relationship, playing mind games before, during, and after the whole ordeal. It was a miracle he made it out of the whole thing. He pried her hands off, "What do you want?" She pouted up at him, "Be nice, Chrissy. I just want to catch up." He grimaced, looking around for an out. That's when he spotted you. 

You were headed towards him with two drinks in hand. "Here, babe." You smiled at him, "I know you don't drink, so it's banana milk. Don't let Jisung know, tho -" You looked at Bethany and tilted your head to the side. "Oh- uh, Hi. You are?" Bethany looked between the two of you, then kissed her teeth. "I'm his ex, and we were in the middle of a conversation. Who are you?" She said in a snippy tone as if already annoyed by your presence. You just kept that pleasant smile on your face, "His current girlfriend." You made your way between them, effectively putting space between the two. "Sorry, dear, but the conversation is over. You can go now." You said rather matter-of-factly. Her mouth dropped as she stammered. 

She was so taken back by your boldness that she didn't even try to come back at you. She just simply huffed and walked away. You stayed in front of Chris until you made sure she was gone, then turned to face him. "Sorry for not warning you." You giggled, "Ji was filling me in about.. what I've been missing during the game meetings,at the cooler. I just glanced over here, and judging by your look of complete distress and discomfort, I decided to step in. He gave me the banana milk for you. I hope that's okay." 

God, he wanted to kiss you. You were absolutely perfect. "You are honestly a lifesaver...so, thanks. I honestly don't even know the reason she's here. I appreciate the well-timed save, though." Your smile widened. What the hell were you doing to his heart? It felt tight and like it would run off into the wild with the small but not forgotten statement of you being his girlfriend.

"I'm glad to help. I wish it could have looked a little more realistic. Because I don't think she bought it." Bethany was lingering nearby, talking to some other girl that he didn't know. "I'm going to kiss you, is that okay?" He could feel his cheeks and ears heat up. His heart was river dancing at four times speed at this point. This was not at all like the time he saved you from Agnes. You took both drinks and sat them down nearby, then pulled him in by his shirt. "Just.. act natural." Cupping his face in your hand, you leaned in and slowly started to kiss his plush lips. It was experimental at first, just seeing how to make it look real and not awkward. 

But if anyone were looking from the outside in and didn't know you weren't a couple, the kiss surely wasn't going to give it away. His hands made their way to your hips, pulling you flush to him. Causing you to gasp into the kiss. He smirked, feeling a lot less awkward with your body and lips pressed to his. He slid his hands from your hip to your ass, giving it a little squeeze, eliciting a moan from you. "Too much?" He nudged your nose with his. You just simply shook your head, diving right back in. This time, you added a little tongue to it. Both you and Chris had tuned the rest of the party out. Even Bethany's somewhat irritating presence had disappeared. 

Tunnel vision. That's what was taking place. It was you and him, in the quiet of the night, enjoying each other's company. With his hands still on your ass he pulled you even closer, even when it was barely any space left between you. You could feel his bulge against your upper thigh, and you had to stop yourself from moaning. "Get a room, hyung!" 

He wouldn't have heard Changbin if it wasn't for him being so damn loud and close. He finally pulled away, face flush, but it wasn’t from embarrassment. It was far from that. "You must be the next door neighbor, Jisung just told me about." It was miraculous how you'd been there over two months and was just now meeting the rest of Chris's roommates.

"And you must be Changbin." You smiled, causing the man's brow to twitch. "Have we met?" Panic set in, and Chris quickly tried to deflect. "Dude, she's been here for months, and you haven't met her?" He chuckled awkwardly. "I- I've been busy." Changbin whined at being called out, "It's okay, I've heard so much about you from Jisung that I feel like I know you." He frowned, "I hope it's only good things." 

You gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder, "It is. But he failed to describe just how fit you are. I need to get on your workout plan." He waved off your comment, blush tinting his cheeks. "Aw. You're so sweet -" He could feel the heat coming off Chris's stare. "Yeah, it was nice meeting you. Enjoy the party." He quickly slid his way through the crowd and away from his roommate.

You hadn't even noticed how he kept his arms around you, keeping you close. "He might be right.." Chris looked down at you, moving a few stray hairs from your face. "Right about what?" His eyes searched yours as if he'd find the answers to the universe there. "We may need to get a room." You chuckled as his eyes widened. "So we can talk, you perv." His face turned almost comically red. 

"I wasn't -" You shook your head, "I'm just joking. But it would be far better for you with the whole ex situation, if it looked like you fucked me." His mind was doing cartwheels, spinning in circles. Just the implications had him reeling."But, I really just want to talk. If that's okay." You said as if you could see the panic in his eyes. He really needed to get himself in check. "I'd love that." H3 leaned in and spoke into your ear. It wasn't a lie either, he really would. He was almost dying to get to know you better, and this was his chance. You pulled away and grabbed his hand, "Lead the way."

Chris was glad he kept his room somewhat clean because he definitely was not expecting company. Especially not you of all people. "So, tell me a little about yourself." You walked around his room, arms behind your back, just taking a look around. "I mean… what is there to know, really?" He chuckled nervously. You stopped near his closet, the door was slightly ajar, but all you could see was black with the occasional splash of color. "All black?" You raised an eyebrow, and he nodded. "It's my favorite color."

You smirked slightly, "Good to know." You brushed your fingers across a few of the garments before moving on. "I'm open for whatever you are comfortable sharing." You shrugged, "Just talk with me." He had no idea why he felt nervous, but he felt like a school kid talking to their crush. "I.." he looked around his room for anything that could spark a decent conversation. His eyes landed on his small workstation full of his production equipment.

"I don't know if Jisung has told you or not, but he, Changbin, and I are a team of producers." He nodded. He knew you knew he made music, but it'd be a dead giveaway if he told you that. "Yes, Jisung told me. But I just put two and two together when I noticed your equipment. He said he did it with his roommates. He just never specified which ones." You played a few keys on the keyboard he had near his balcony door with a small smirk plastered on your face. "It could've been the artsy looking pretty boy I've seen over here a few times." He chuckled, "Ah- you mean Hyunjin. He likes to join in from time to time, but he loves to put his art on canvas or film more so than music sheets."

You nodded, "So a house full of artists. Got it." You stopped at a bookshelf he had full of trophies, pictures, and other memorabilia. There was a picture with him and his roommates at a beach with a dog. "How cute. What's the dog's name?" He had turned away from you, pretending to be more interested in the lint on his pants, so he would look like he was staring. "Berry." He said the name with so much love. "I thought this building had a no pet policy?" Besides Agnes' dog, who had been grandfathered in after living in the building for so long, no one had pets. At least pets over a certain size.

"She's back in Australia with family." You turned to him, leaning against his desk. "You miss her?" He once again focused on this piece of lint on his pants. "Yeah. I call to talk to her every couple of days. I don't want her to forget me." You chuckled, "I'm sure she won't forget you. If you were good to her, it's possible she'll hold onto your memory forever. Even though they suffer from short-term memory loss, they do hold on to longer memories." He tilted his head, finally gazing up at you. "You just run off random bits of information like that all the time, yeah?" You both chuckled.

"No, of course not.” You laughed, "I'm writing my thesis on the correlation between pet ownership and early childhood development." He looked shocked, "You- what?" You laughed, "I don't have siblings, so I grew up with pets. I feel they help you learn good self-esteem, and they help combat loneliness. So.. yeah." You scratched your nape awkwardly. “I’m getting my masters in education.” To say he was shocked would be an understatement. But then again, you not showing your face in your videos made a lot more sense now.

“A teacher.” You nodded, “I taught for a year after graduating, but I wanted to further my education.. And as fulfilling as it is..” That's why you did it. It was all making sense to him now. “It doesn’t pay the bills.” He finished your sentence, and you nodded in agreement, “Exactly. So I do… odd jobs to keep me afloat while I get my masters.” Odd Jobs. That must be what they call onlyfans now. “So when Jisung says you met in school..” You clapped your hands together. “Not from any classes. He started an Otaku club, and I joined, thinking it’d be a great way to chat about my favs and not feel ashamed about it.” You chewed on your lip, expecting him to razz you a little, but he didn’t.

“It’s kind of amazing how all this time he talked about the one girl friend he had, and you turned out to be our neighbor. I was beginning to think he was making you up, to be completely honest.” You both laughed, “He made you sound way too good to be true.” You made a face, “How so?” He shrugged, “Pretty, smart, into all the things he was into. It’s actually shocking that he doesn’t have a crush on you.” He wanted to finish and say he was glad he didn’t, but he thought that would be a little much.

“He did. But he says he found a girl online that he had fallen for, and she was the only one for him. So, I didn’t take it to heart.” Chris choked on air, little did Jisung know, they were one in the same. “Are you okay?” You went to push yourself off the desk to check on him and accidentally hit the spacebar, waking his computer up. His eyes widened. He hadn’t closed out of his incognito tab. He had seemingly calmed all his thoughts down, but now they were running wild again. Your eyes followed him, taking a step back to look at the computer screen. The video had ended, but you could still see the last frame. It was the bottom part of your face.

But you couldn’t let the panic set in. You didn’t want your secret to be revealed. Not like this, at least. “Oh. It seems someone is into cam girls, huh?” You clicked the back button, “Anime Babe?” You looked back at him with an eyebrow raised. “I can see why you and Jisung are friends now, besides your love of music and producing.” You took a seat in his computer chair. The very one he had imagined fucking in you countless times. “I-it’s not what it looks like..Jisung suggested her to me, a-and” You giggled, “It’s fine, Chris. We all watch porn. It's healthy.” You scrolled around the page as if you hadn’t posted all of the content there.

You were an amazing actor. He knew that for sure now. You didn’t seem embarrassed or alarmed that he had been watching your stuff. You played it off as if this was really your first time seeing all this, like it wasn’t you at all. It almost made him believe he was mistaken, that maybe some other girl had a balcony with the same decorations. That someone lived right next door to her that sounded just like him and wrote the same songs. But he knew all that wasn’t true. You had a secret to keep, and he couldn’t blame you for trying so hard to keep it.

“What’s your favorite?” You could hear him shifting in the background, just for him to end up right next to you. “Let me.” You nodded and gave up control of his mouse. He scrolled and clicked as if he had done this thousands of times. “I like this one the most.” It was about a week ago, from the Wednesday before last. “What is it about this particular one that sticks with you?” He stood up from where he was hovering over your shoulder to stretch. “Are you sure you want to know? You might end up subscribing to her.” He joked, “I'm just curious.” You looked up at him, a small smirk on your lips.

“I was serious when I said I wanted to get to know you better. What’s better than getting to know what a person gets off to?” You pushed the chair back and turned towards him. “I think it says a lot about a person. You know, what they are into and all.” He raked his fingers through his hair. Why did he suddenly feel so nervous? It wasn’t like you didn’t know what you would see when you played the video. But it still made the tiny hairs on the back of his neck stand up. “Well-” You stopped him by standing on your feet. “Here. You sit. Maybe you’d be more comfortable if you go about it like you normally do.” You motioned towards the chair after taking a step away from it.

He apprehensively took a seat. “May I?” You pointed to his bed, asking to sit. He just nodded in response, leaning back in his own chair to get comfortable. Once you were seated, he started. “I enjoy her content overall. She has a little something for everyone…” You nodded, motioning for him to go on. “But this particular night, she decided to explore more of the bdsm side of things. So, the way the streams work, you have to purchase tokens if you want to ask for anything specific. Like for her to spank herself, or for her to speed up her fucking machine…” You leaned back on your hands, still listening intently.

“She came in with a black, strappy, heart cutout set. The way it hugged her curves was absolutely delectable. ” Chris groaned, closing his eyes. “She said that she had been bad that day and had touched herself without Sir's permission. That she needed to be punished. So she pulled out this g-spot vibrator, which the chat was able to control. If you give tokens, you get a hundred seconds to control the device. Some people did it fast. But I wanted to prolong the feeling, I'd build her up just to slow it back down." He kept his eyes closed, just recolleting and recounting the events in the video.

"Did she get to cum?" You asked softly, hanging off every word. "She did. She squirted. Said she had never done that before. And judging from how her mouth dropped when it happened, I believe it." He shifted in his seat, spreading his legs a bit wider. "She said it wasn't enough though. That she needed to be punished more, so she wouldn’t be a disappointment to her lovely Sir. So, she bent over, tugging her soaked panties between her lips. She grabbed a paddle and let the chat decide how many hits, how fast or slow she needed to do it. Her ass was red on both cheeks by the time she finished." He was gripping onto his arm rests, trying to keep his composure.

Trying to stop from touching himself. "But that was far from the end. She needed to have her pussy handled. Needed to be fucked into submission…" He bit his lip, holding back a groan. You crossed your legs to quell the need to touch yourself. "I don't know when, but the dildo she was given, she had it mounted to her machine. She said that only Sir could get her to act like a good girl. She slipped her panties to the side and oiled her ass before lubing up the toy. Just the simple sight had a few people claiming that they came."

You cleared your voice before speaking, afraid the words wouldn't come out. "Did you?" He chuckled lowly, "No. I wouldn't waste my cum like that, she deserves better." You grabbed a pillow from the bed, gripping it tight. It smelled heavily of him and was not helping your predicament at all. "It seems she prepared herself before the stream. That she really had played with herself, because the same toy she had problems with before almost slipped right in with little effort." His voice had gotten deeper as he talked, adding to the tension in the air.

"God, the way her pussy stretched around that toy should be taken down as one of the sexiest things in history." You had placed the pillow over your lap, a fist full of the pillowcase. "Why? Because it's your cock?" It took him a few seconds for your words to settle. "It's just a toy.. how could it be my cock?" You poked your lip out and hummed. "Is it just a toy, Chris?" You lean forward, closer to him. "Next time send it as a gift. Your name was all over the packing slip." It felt like the world shattered around him. What was all of this about, if you knew?

"You… knew it was from me?" You nodded, leaning back on your hands. "Of course, Wolfie." The smile on your face might very well be his undoing. You were toying with him. "And since there is a lack of surprise about me being your beloved Anime babe, I take it you knew. Did you send me your cock with ulterior motives, Christopher?" He was hot and bothered near minutes ago, then you threw ice on him. Now it seemed like you were toying with him once again. Riling him up. You were giving him whiplash.

"I-" He couldn't truthfully answer that, now could he? He didn't want to come off as a complete pervert but he also didn’t want it to seem like he wasn't into you either. "I wanted to see how it'd look." He shyly answered. "Just how it'd look?" It was like you were purposely throwing matches at him when he was already doused in gasoline. He was seconds from being ablaze. You put the pillow aside and stood to your feet, making your way around to the back of his chair. You leaned in just to whisper, "Don't you want to know how it feels, Chris?"

You still don't know how he did it, but within a millisecond, he was up out of the chair with his lips attached to yours. It was as if the kiss from earlier never stopped. The intensity seemed to pick up right where it left off. Hands grabbing and groping as if neither could get enough of the other. But he pulled away, his hands moving to cup your face, "Let me know right now before we go any further. Do you want this?" You took in a shaky breath, "Yes." Your breathy reply was all it took. He lifted you, grabbed the back of your thighs, and carried you to the bed. He laid you down there and settled between your legs.

"Look at you, you're so damn beautiful." He really took you in. It was almost like you weren't real. Like you'd been a dream this whole time. Just like you were a hologram that appeared in his wildest dreams. "You're just saying that because I'm lying in your bed." You quipped. He only shook his head. "No, from the moment I first laid eyes on you, I've thought this. I just didn't want to come on too strong and ask you out right then and there." There was sincerity in his eyes as he spoke.

"Chris, you saved me from severe embarrassment and an old lady's tongue lashing. The least I could have done is say yes to a date." He chuckled, hiding his face in the curve of your neck and shoulder. "Plus, don't know if you've noticed, but I'm very attracted to you." You grabbed his face to make him look at you. "Dude you're fine as fuck. Like, they had to have run out of marble after making you." He laughed, but stillness soon took over the room. As if you were magnets, your lips collided again, feverishly.

Your hands were in his hair, tugging on his beautiful curls. His hand traveled from your hip up to your breast, where he lightly squeezed. His other hand was next to your head, holding him up. You slowly undressed one another, as if taking the time to relish in each piece of newly exposed skin. Once there was nothing between you, Chris sat back on his legs and admired every inch of you. He grabbed your foot and kissed your ankle. Kissing every few inches until he got to your thighs. "You know, there is something I've been curious about this whole time.." You raised a brow, "And what is that?" He nipped at your thigh, then placed a kiss right over it. "Just how you taste."

He didn't waste another second. He licked a stripe from your wet hole to your clit, sucking the bud into his mouth. Your eyes rolled back, hands once again reaching for his locks, fingers tangling with a few curls. Smacks, slurps, and grunts was all you could hear coming from between your legs. He was eating you out as if he hadn't had a good meal in his entire life. Flicks to swirls, then him flattening his entire tongue over your clit had your eyes taking up permanent residence in the back of your head.

"Oh God…" your legs began to shake as you felt his fingers prodding at your entrance but never dipping in far enough to release any tension. It was his turn to toy with you. "Chris please…" you begged, but he didn’t budge. He moved his fingers and his mouth away from your heat. "If you want something from me, you better ask properly. Just a please isn't going to cut it. Vocalize what you want, sweetheart." You were used to hearing sweetness laced in his voice, but you could get used to whatever this was. His words caused you to clench the nothingness, wetness seeping out of your wonton hole.

"Please fuck me, Chris." It almost came out as a whisper. He smirked, "We'll get to that, pretty girl. For right now, I'm going to eat your pussy until I get my fill." You whimpered, hand flying to your mouth to cover it. He shook his head, pulling your hand away. "Let me hear it. Let me know how I'm making you feel." You pretty much were rendered choiceless as he dove back in. The first moan that spilled past your lips filled the room. Even the blaring music from the living room was drowned out by it.

Chris was an expert with his tongue, making you cum just minutes after threatening you with a good time. Once he added his thick, knobby fingers to the mix, you were pretty much a blob of lust lying in the middle of his bed. Granted, it had been a while since you'd last had human contact. But you could honestly say that his tongue game was absolutely bar none. By your third orgasm you just couldn't take it anymore. You pushed at his head, trying your best to slither away from him. But the way he had his arms locked around your thighs prevented even the slightest of movements. "What did I tell you?" He asked, mouth still on your clit.

"A-ask properly." He nodded, but it only added to the overstimulation you were alre feeling. "P-please s…stop." You bit down on your bottom lip to try and focus your attention elsewhere. It didn't help. He gave you a few more kitten licks before he pulled away. Moving up your body, pressing tender kisses to your sweat slick skin, he paused at your jaw. He rubbed his nose against your ear before he spoke, "Absolutely delectable." You whimpered again, your body still dealing with the aftershocks of multiple orgasms.

"Turn around for me, baby." Though your eyes were threatening to close, you mustered up the strength to do as told. He gave you his pillow to rest your head on, then pressed a kiss to your shoulder. He moved away momentarily, retrieving something from his bedside table. "I'm going to help you relax a little, okay?" You nodded. He smacked your ass, eliciting a loud groan and sharp jolt from you. "Words, baby girl." He soothed the spot he hit. "Ye-yes." He let out a proud chuckle before popping the cap to something you couldn't see. But you soon felt it. He had slicked his hands with oil and began to massage your tense back and shoulders.

Your eyes closed, letting his hands work their magic on your rigid muscles. Your body began to relax as he went on. His hands slowly started to dip further and further south till they landed on your ass. "I've been waiting to do this since I saw you in the miniskirt in your stream. He kneaded and pulled your cheeks apart, just to let them smack back together. "My gosh.." All you could do is giggle. "Are you having fun back there?" He didn't answer at first, too mesmerized by the sight. "I thought after all that you would fuck me, but I guess not-" he reached a hand around and grabbed your jaw, pulling you up a little.

"Here I was trying to be nice, after you begged me to stop." He ground his hips against your ass so you could feel just how hard he was. "But maybe nice isn't what you need." He sat up on the backs of your thighs, then tapped his hardened member against your ass. "Condom?" You released your lip from between your teeth, "I'm on birth control and I'm up to date on tests… if you want to…" He wasted no time. Slipping in cock between your slightly parted legs, he hoped he had stretched you enough to where it wouldn't hurt.

"Same." Both his hands ended up on either side of your shoulders as he slowly pushed into your cunt. Once the tip was in, the rest was just a matter of patience. You bit his pillow, his toy was huge, but somehow he felt bigger. "Fuck you're so fucking tight. Tighter than I ever imagined." He waited after bottoming out, not wanting to move too fast and hurt you. He pulled out almost to the tip before pushing back in. Your body responded, your back arching, pushing your ass towards him. He reached and wrapped his fingers around your neck. "Okay?" He asked, not wanting to make you uncomfortable, even if he was fucking you raw.

You nodded, and he squeezed your neck. "So-sorry. Yes, sir." That was all he needed. He let go of your neck, letting your face fall back to the pillow. He started off slow, the delicious slide of his cock against your walls had you moaning with each thrust. Your hands dug into his sheets, while your teeth sank into his pillow. He gripped one of your hips with one hand while the other was splayed on your lower back to keep you arched and in place. One particular deep thrust had you creaming all over his cock. That broke him.

It was as if the kind hearted next door neighbor you knew had vanished completely. His fingertips dug even deeper into your skin as he started to pound into you, "Look at how good your pussy takes my dick." He growled. He actually growled. You couldn't make a sound. Your mouth had fallen slack ages ago, your brain rendered useless under his unrelenting pounding. That hand on your hip moves around to your mouth, three fingers sinking into it, his thumb and pinky taking a hold of your jaw. He used that as leverage to pull you into him.

"Nothing smart to say?" His breathing was erratic, but he tried his best to sound calm and collected. "Have I fucked you dumb already?" If you said something it'd be like letting him win. But your brain wasn't working at full capacity at the moment. "N-no." You spoke around his fingers. It wasn't convincing, in all honesty it had the exact opposite of the desired effect. "No?" You could hear the smirk in his voice. "Good." This man's speed and strength was something that definitely needed to be studied. He had somehow flipped you over and had your legs pressed to your chest with his face between your legs within a blink of an eye.

"Fuck… Chris.." You screamed, legs starting to shake once again with his mouth on your pussy and fingers one again buried deep within your heat. Your toes curled. Your hand flailed, looking for something, anything to grab ahold of. Ungodly noises slipped from your lips as you neared your fourth orgasm of the night. His fingers found that fleshy spot inside of you and with a couple of caresses, you came undone. But this pressure you felt, felt different than any other time you'd come tonight. He yanked his fingers from your cunt and you squirt all over him and his sheets.

Your whole body was shaking, and tears were threatening to spill from your eyes. But he wasn't done. He ascended from your pussy, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. "All I need is one more, baby. Just one more, okay?" He rubbed the tip of his length between your folds. "Think you can do that for me, pretty girl?" You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. But he understood, he wasn't going to hold it against you this time. He slid back in with one of your legs on his shoulder and the other pinned to the mattress.

The angle he was rolling his hips in seemed to tickle something in the depths of your brain. Your voice seemed to find you again. Your moans and chants of his name filled the space and spilled out the window. He placed kisses on your neck, then little bites here and there. "This pussy is so fucking good, pretty girl. Can I call it mine?" You nodded fervently. "Yes." Your walls clenched around him making him groan.

"Mine." He repeated the word with every thrust. Picking up the pace, he'd pull halfway out just to slam back in while still giving you toe curling strokes. His fingers dipped into your mouth again. "Get them nice and wet for me, please, baby." You obliged, soaking his fingers with spit. His hand then disappeared between the two of you, with what little space you had. He rubbed your clit in slow circles, then pinched the swollen bud. That sent you right over the edge.

You sang his name like a lead in a church choir on sunday. Your eyes rolled back in your head. He didn't stop, too preoccupied with chasing his own high. And with the way your walls were squeezing him, he'd get there sooner than later. "Please Chris… cum for me." His brows were furrowed in concentration, "Where do you want me to cum, baby, hm?" You locked eyes with him, purposely clenching around his cock. "Inside." That did it for him. He snapped. He sped up and with one last harsh thrust, he came, as deep as he could. He leaned down, teeth sinking into the flesh above your breast, careful not to leave too bad of a mark. His seed coated your walls in hot streams, causing you to clench even more, milking him dry.

You both sat in silence for what seemed like an eternity, trying your damnedest to catch your breath. After what seemed like an eternity, he eventually gathered the strength to pull out. He leaned back on his legs to see if it trickled out. He had fucked it so deep not even a drop tried to escape. He tapped your clit before rubbing it,trying to get your walls to clench, so you could push it out. He slid two fingers in, once again stimulating that spongy spot inside your cunt.

"Oh fuck…" You groaned loudly, too tired to even fight. Your walls did as he asked, pushing his seed out. More of it seeping out with each thrust of his fingers. "Good girl." He smirked at a job well done. Taking in the sight of your messy pussy. "Let me get you cleaned up." You couldn’t respond, you couldn’t even move. He came back with a warm rag to clean you up. He gently took care of you, then dressed you in one of his shirts as a change of clothes.

He assessed the damage your squirting had done and decided that a towel would have to suffice with covering it for now. He pulled his boxers back on and laid next to you, pulling your back flush to his chest. You sat there silently in his arms for a while, listening to the party that was still raging outside. "How did you find me out?" You asked out of the blue, voice a little croaky from your little escapade. He snuggled into your neck, hand absentmindedly rubbing up and down on your stomach.

"The video where you admitted to getting off to the sound of my singing." Heat immediately rushed to your face. "Next time, be a little more discreet. Being my neighbor was written all over that little video." He made a call back to her earlier statement. You both chuckled, "Duly noted." He kissed your cheek. Even though you were almost too tired to function, your brain got the better of you, and you couldn't help but ask, "So, about that date…"

Fin

A.N: Please leave a like or comment to let me know how you feel. I'd love a little feedback. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it.

[wcters]

𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗜𝗦 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗔 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝗡𝗔𝗣𝗦 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘

pairing: chris sturniolo x fem!reader

summary: chris with a girlfriend who is obsessed with naps/naps all the time

warnings/notes: established relationships, i love naps, my favourite things

- you love naps, you’re obsessed

- always down for one

- you can nap anytime, anywhere

- cars, planes, beds, couches, you name it

- you probably have an iron deficiency

- #hot girl shit

- you can and will fall asleep in the most uncomfortable positions and in any positions really: crisscross, curled up, head leaning on your knees, on your back, starfish, etc

- you could call yourself an expert 💅💅

- you look two ways when you’re sleeping: peaceful . . . or a victorian child dying on the plague

- that tiktok trend? that’s you, and you own it

- and chris had definitely posted you to that

- if not him, either nick or matt

- you also look like that polar bear waking from hibernation when you wake up

- or you went through a tornado

- dorothy from the wizard of oz who?

- so many pictures and clips of you alseep in the background of a video, tiktok, livestream, etc

- the triplets were filming a walk though of the tour bus and you’re just fast asleep in chris’s bunk wrapped in your blanket

- a lot of your friends bereals are you sleeping

- have a humidifier in your room at your house/apartment

- sleep with rain sounds on

- a shit ton of stuffed animals

- and that will be the same for chris’s bed

- they’ll take up most of the space on the bed and he will have a leg hanging off

- you refuse to take them off unless he begs

- you feel bad 😭😭 they’re you kids, you have to care for them

- spend a lot of money on stuffed animals, pillows, and blankets

- comfy fit 24/7

- uggs, sweatshirts, sweatpants, like a living and breathing fresh love ad

- everyone’s jealous

- chris loves you for it, but also dislikes it sometimes because it’s his clothes and he’ll want to wear them

- slippers 24/7

- naps with him!

- most cuddle sessions will end up as nap sessions

- or you alseep on top of him while chris is stuck sessions

- he says he hates it (he secretly loves it)

- a lot of the time even watching movies or hanging out will end up with you alseep in his lap because he likes to run his fingers through your hair (if it won’t mess it up and it’s not styled, scalp if he can) and your skin

- will carry you to bed

- you always wake up disoriented and covered in marks from the bedsheets pressing into you (signs of a good nap)

- you react to the word nap like a dog does to the word treat

- always excited for bed

- definition of snug as a bug in a rug

- you were an avid after school napper

- one of the only consistent things in your life

- you’re fighting a literal WAR between two and five pm to stay awake

- you fully expect (and deserve) a medal for staying awake 🏅🏅

- and you’re grumpy if you don’t have one. you were rude? you were acting like a bitch? didn’t have your nap.

- someone comments on how you sleep to much? immediately dislike

- like sis . . . what’s it to you?

- unless it’s a health concern, and even then, mouth. shut.

- if you’re sick, you’re napping/sleeping even more than you already do

- you’re the first one asleep at all nighters

- nick jokes that you might love sleeping more than you love chris

- . . . don’t tell him that.

- just kidding! . . .

- some of your favourite tiktoks are the ones where you get to choose where you’re sleeping

- you sleep talk sometimes (mostly gibberish) but not a lot, maybe like once or twice a month

- but you absolutely have had full on conversations with people and your answers make sense, and you will not remember them at all

- “hey, do you remember when i told you about that idea i had?” “no, when was this?” “last night.” “oh.”

- NAPS WITH TREVOR

- that dog lovesss you

- and loves taking naps with you

- will also nap with you in the car if you’re going on a road trip with chris and his family

- you love the feeling of his weight in your lap

- you’re a MENACE to wake up

- there have been times where chris just gives up and let’s you sleep if it’s not important because it’s taken him too long (he also gets lazy)

- a lot of the time it’s on their couch because you love their couch

- it’s so comfy, you’re favourite thing

- PISSED if you’re woken up by something stupid

- like one of the boys will make a loud noise and then they’ll all stand there like ‘oh shit’

- if you wake up and chris isn’t with you but he’s in the house, you’ll make a beeline to him and just hug him

- probably fall asleep in his arms standing up

[aeniqmata]

It always took Tails time to find Xander. His friend either running around the whole of the planet far faster than he could follow, hanging out with any number of the humans they’d met here, or was off causing problems for Eggman as usual. And though it took him an hour ( and the use of a gadget he’d had to make to keep tabs on Chris ) he’d eventually found his blue friend.

“ Heyyy! We made lunch, did you want some chili dogs? I made them the way you like, but I brought other things too just in case you weren’t feeling it! “

@quickesthedgehog​ asked for a starter 203948230 days ago.

[confusionmeisss]

baby cousin - c. sturniolo

🫧 chris sturniolo x fem!reader

🫧 where you bring chris along with you to a family party and your little baby cousin absolutely steals all his attention.

🫧 fluff.

🫧 1.4k words.

🫧 hi lovelies!! thank you so much for wanting to read! uh this idea just popped into my head when i seen this picture of chris, i was like, “i got the perfect thing to write based on this” i think i was also heavily inspired by the fact that my baby cousins baptism was coming up so i was gonna be seeing my little cousins! anyway, enjoy bc i loved writing this! much love to you all!! <3 oh also, apologies if ur ovulating or have baby fever 😣 masterlist

Your five year old cousin, Lila, had to be the most bubbly and extroverted of all your cousins. She would chat to anyone willing to listen. Most of all, she’d been attached to you since you could remember, turning herself into your little shadow. She mimics your mannerisms and what you say. And whenever you’re anywhere with her there as well, you have to be so careful with moving about because she’ll be stuck to you like velcro.

So it was normal that as soon as you set foot into your aunt’s backyard and the little girl spotted you, her features lit up and she made a mad dash for you; her small body colliding with yours.

You let out a breath at the collision, a smile overtaking your face afterwards. “Hey Li,” you say, crouching down to her level.

“Hi, Y/N!” She shouts out brightly.

You laugh softly. “Heard you started kindergarten. How’s that been for you, bug? Make any new friends?” You ask, brushing back a piece of stray hair from her face.

She nods her head enthusiastically. “Yes! His name is Austin and we push each other on the swings and play legos together!”

“That’s great! Hey, I have someone I want you to meet,” you say, standing back to your height.

“Really?”

“Mhm,” you say, grabbing her small hand and leading her to where your mother is standing talking to your uncle; Chris standing next to her.

“His name is Chris and he’s my boyfriend.”

Lila stops you before you reach them by tugging at your shirt.

You look down at her. “Do you think he’ll wanna be my friend?”

“Oh for sure. I think you two will get along real well in fact.”

“Okay! Then let’s go meet my new friend Chris!”

You let out another soft laugh as you both finally reach your mother and Chris. Your mother spotting you both and letting out a gasp.

“Oh well if it isn’t my favorite five year old!” She says, reaching down and tugging Lila into a big hug. “How’s school going for you so far, darling?”

“Great! Made new friends! Bout to make a new one now!” Lila lets out from her place in your mothers arms, squirming just a little bit.

“Oh, yes,” your mother lets out a chuckle. “Go on and meet Christopher now, darling.” Your mother lets go of the girl with a pat on her head before wandering off to talk to another family member.

Almost immediately Lila looks at the man now standing next to you. A bright grin taking over her face, making her cheeks squish and her eyes squint.

“Hello! I’m Lila, and I would like to be your friend! Would you like to be my friend?” The little girl asks with a little hand outstretched towards Chris.

His bigger one engulfs hers as he returns her greeting. “I would love to be your friend, Lila.”

Lila lets go of Chris’ hand and claps her hands together with a squeal of delight.

“That’s great! Do y’wanna go play in my sandbox with me? We can make sandcastles!”

“I would love to!” Chris says brightly.

And as soon as the words left his mouth, he was being dragged away by Lila and towards her sandbox.

“So, I heard that you’re in school now. Do you like it?” Chris asks, as he plops down onto the grass next to the sandbox.

“Oh I love it!” Lila replies, picking up two pink shovels, and shoving one towards Chris. “It’s super fun! Like, I get to color, but I gotta stay inside the lines which I guess can be hard sometimes. But like we also get to watch movies sometimes. And now I can count up to twenty! Which is how old Y/N is! How old are you?”

Chris lets out a chuckle at the girl’s enthusiastic debrief. “Well, I’m glad you enjoy school. I’m twenty too, but I won’t be in a couple more months; then I’ll be twenty-one along with my brothers.”

“You have brothers? I’m an only child, I dunno what that’s like. Wait, why are you and your brothers all turning the same age at the same time? That’s not how it works,” Lila says, her head tilted to the side in confusion.

“Ah, you see my brothers and I were born on the same day, so we all turn the same age at the same time,” Chris explains. “We’re triplets. It’s like twins but instead of two, there’s three of us.”

Lila gasps, sand flying up from her excited hand movements - which Chris notes she’s picked up from you - and into her hair. Lila remains unphased by this as she says, “That’s so cool!”

“Yeah, it really is.”

Lila quickly changes topics though as her gaze focuses on something behind her. “Let’s blow bubbles, and then we can chase them trying to pop them before they disappear!”

“Alright,” Chris agrees easily, standing up from the grass. He watches as Lila runs over to a little plastic picnic table and grabs a tube of bubbles.

“Will you blow them?” She asks, running back over to him. Once she reaches him, she holds out her hand with the bubbles in it out to him expectantly.

“‘Course I will,” Chris says, taking hold of the bubble tube and twisting it open. “Ready?” He asks.

Receiving a nod in response, he starts blowing the bubbles, watching them float out into the air and Lila chase after them trying to pop them.

Chris has a happy smile on his face as he watches the little girl giggle while trying to pop the bubbles.

“Chris, can you try and make a super big one? Y/N can do it, and it’s always so cool!”

Chris nods and focuses on attempting to make as big of a bubble as he can. It takes a few tries, all of which Lila giggles at, before he finally gets one out.

“Woah!” Lila gasps out, before giggling and reaching up to pop it with her little finger.

The bubble bursts and splatters against Chris’ face, making him scrunch it up in distaste. “Oh ew, soaps on my mouth now.”

Lila lets out a loud laugh at Chris’ distress.

“Oh, you think that’s funny?” Chris asks.

“Mhm,” Lila says, attempting to suppress a giggle.

Chris doesn’t even hesitate before he drops the tube of bubbles and starts chasing after the girl. Her giggles so loud, they make you look over from where you’re making plates of food.

A soft smile overtakes your face as you watch them run around, your smile widening when Chris grabs hold of Lila and starts tickling her, making her giggles somehow get louder.

“Mercy! Mercy! M’sorry for laughing at you!” Lila squeals out. Chris surrenders and places the girl down on the bench of her picnic table, then sitting across from her.

“You’re silly, Chris,” Lila giggles. “I’m hungry,” she then whines out.

“Ah, well lucky for you, I’ve come to be your savior,” you say, placing a plastic plate in front of her. You place another in front of Chris before setting drinks down on the table as well.

“Thank you!” Lila shouts, before stabbing her fork into her mac n’ cheese.

“Thank you,” Chris says, smiling at you softly and placing a kiss on your cheek.

“You’re welcome, my love,” you reply, going to sit down before you’re stopped by a small hand.

“Sorry Y/N, but only two people can fit at my picnic table and I want Chris to sit with me,” Lila says looking up at you with an apologetic expression.

You let out a gasp of fake offense, placing a hand over your heart. “I can’t believe this! I’ve been replaced!”

Lila gasps. “No! You can’t ever be replaced! You’re my favoritest! Chris move, you can sit on the grass and Y/N can take your spot!”

You suppress a laugh at this. Chris takes it all in stride though, and moves to sit on the grass and you take his spot.

“So I’m taking it you like Chris then?” You ask Lila, taking a bite of your food.

“Oh yeah! I hope you keep him around, he’s real fun! And silly!”

“Yeah. Yeah he is, isn’t he? I hope he sticks around for a long while too,” You say looking at Chris softly.

He reaches over and grabs your hand, interlocking your fingers, resting them on the bench. “I will,” he assures.

[writingwithciara]

worth the wait ~matt sturniolo~

summary: 5 times matt wanted to tell his best friend he loved her + the 1 time he actually went through with it

word count: 3.8k

pairing: matt sturniolo x best friend!reader

notes: i love the 5+1 fics because they are just so cute. and who exudes cuteness more than our very own matthew sturniolo?

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december 31, 2013/january 1, 2014: the first time he knew & wanted to express it

it was new years eve and mary lou was throwing a party for her friends and family to celebrate the arrival of 2013.

a lot had gone on that year and she figured the best way to unwind would be to have all her closest friends together under one roof.

y/n was best friends with the matt and her parents were close to his own parents so inviting them over was the first thing that crossed marylou's mind.

y/n walked in like she owned the place and went right to matt and chris' bedroom.

"hey guys."

"what's up?" nick was the first one to greet her, as chris and matt were both occupied with a video game.

"remember how on christmas we were discussing the fact that people kiss at midnight on new years? and then we were deciding who we would all kiss when the clock struck 12?"

"of course i remember. what about it though?" chris set his controller down and the boys all looked at y/n.

"you guys were arguing over who wanted to kiss me at midnight but to settle it, i decided on my own."

"okay." matt leaned forward in his bean bag. "so who's it going to be?"

"you'll find out at midnight." she winked and skipped out of the room. the boys just glanced at each other, trying to figure out who she picked.

as midnight slowly approached, the boys were starting to feel sleepy. y/n had decided on kissing chris at midnight but when she looked over at him, he was passed out on the couch so she shook her head and made another decision.

matt noticed nick passed out too so he gently nudged y/n.

"guess that just leaves you." she smiled through a yawn.

"was i your last pick?"

"yeah. sorry."

"no. it's okay. at least i'm getting picked." he shrugged nonchalantly.

y/n just looked at him and smiled when she heard the adults start counting. "you ready?"

"is this going to be your first kiss?" he looked at his lap.

"nope. kissed donnie ryder on the last day of school before the break."

"oh okay." matt glanced over at the tv screen. "2 seconds."

"1" y/n leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on matt's lips. "happy new year, matty."

he was only 10 years old but to him, the kiss meant everything.

by the time y/n's parents were ready to leave, they noticed she was passed out on the couch with the boys. her head resting in chris' lap. mary lou looked down at the kids and smiled.

"you can leave her ere for the night. she'll be alright."

"are you sure?" y/n's mom glanced back and forth between her daughter and mary loud.

"of course. i'm sure the kids would all appreciate it in the morning."

"okay. thank you mary lou." y/n's parents smiled and headed home, leaving their child in the care of their best friend.

when the kids woke up in the morning, y/n was on the floor and matt's arm was laying across her face. she carefully moved it off her face and he woke up.

"i'm sorry. didn't mean to wake you." y/n looked at the other 2 who were fast asleep before looking back at matt.

"it's all good." he smiled and stretched. "happy new years, y/n."

"happy new years, matty." she repeated the response from a few hours ago and matt admired her for it.

there was something in the way she called him 'matty' that made him realize that at only 10 years old, he was in love with his best friend.

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august 1, 2016: the second time matt wanted to express his feelings

ever since they kissed on new years, matt couldn't stop thinking about y/n. she occupied every vacant thought he had and it bugged him. she was his best friend and he didn't want to be feeling this way.

at his 13th birthday, his brothers had all their friends over and although he loved nathan's company, he was always looking for y/n. he found her after 5 seconds of searching, which he knew was a little odd.

"happy birthday to my favorite triplet." she whispered as she pulled him into a tight hug.

"your favorite triplet? thought i was your overall favorite."

"well if it wasn't for justin, you would be."

"right. justin." matt looked around the room until his eyes landed on his older brother. y/n had revealed to him just last month that she had harboring a crush on justin for the last 2 years and it bothered matt. he understood that girls sometimes had crushes on older men but why couldn't she have a crush on him instead?

"he's so cute." she stared in justin's direction and matt felt the pit in his stomach begin to form.

"y/n, he's 19. ain't that a little too old for you?"

"maybe. but you can't help who you love."

there it was. the one word he wanted to express to her. the one word he couldn't figure out how to say to her. the only word he struggled with.

"no, you really can't." he looked at her briefly before looking down at his feet. "it's not really love, is it?"

"course not. think it's just a phase really. but i can't help it. we grew up with him always protecting us. it's admirable."

"yeah yeah. whatever." matt threw his hand out, gesturing that the idea was nonsense, causing y/n to roll her eyes playfully.

"it's time for cake." nick appeared, grabbing the two of them and dragging them into the kitchen towards the triplets cakes. each one of them was different but so were the boys so it matched perfectly.

"make a wish." mary lou smiled and pointed the camera at the boys as they each blew out their candles.

"i wished for a lot of candy."

"me too." chris smiled at nick and they both turned towards matt. "what did you wish for?"

matt, ever a believer in superstitions, knew that if he told anyone his wish, it wouldn't come true. he glanced to his right and smiled at y/n. "sorry boys. if i tell you, it won't come true."

his wish was to finally be able to be with y/n in the future. he didn't want to screw that up in any way.

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june 1, 2020: the third time he wanted to tell her but couldn't

"i think i want to start making youtube videos." matt sighed as he flopped down on y/n's bed.

they were almost 17 and neither of them had solid plans for after high school.

"i think that's a wonderful idea, matty." y/n sat up and looked at her friend. "what are you going to make them about?"

"well nick, chris and i were talking the other day and we came to the conclusion that we'll just film videos in the car somewhere and come up with random topics each time. or maybe we could do challenge videos every friday. what sounds better?"

"i like the car video idea. but i also like the idea of watching you guys go through challenges. especially if they're one of those gross food ones or something." y/n giggled at matt's expression.

"think the boys will be up for both?" matt sat up straight and looked at his feet. "what if we fail at this? what am i going to do?"

"matthew bernard, you are incredible. you'll figure life out and if the youtube career doesn't pan out the way you want it to, i'll be here to help you figure out your next step, alright?"

"okay." he looked up at her and smiled. "wanna film with us?"

"i don't think your female fans would appreciate that very much."

"we don't have fans."

"not yet. but you will. and you're going to be the favorite. the girls are going to love you."

"you think so?"

"of course i do." she smiled. "just don't forget me when you're famous."

"i could never forget you, y/n."

right then, matt felt like he could lean forward and kiss her. but he didn't. he restrained himself. instead, he brought up the topic y/n was trying to forget about.

"so, how's your crush on justin going?"

when she giggled and hit him with a pillow, he felt so much love for her. it was insane.

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august 1, 2022: the fourth time he wanted to tell her

the triplets had just turned 19 and they were throwing a party. even though it was just their group of friends, matt was feeling anxious. he didn't like crowds and his eyes roamed the group of people, looking for his favorite pair of eyes. when he couldn't find her, he felt his chest tighten. his grip on the cup he was holding began turning his knuckles white.

"hey, matty. wanna go hang out in your room for a bit? how's that sound?" y/n whispered beside him. he looked down at her and nodded slowly. she grabbed his cup, set it on the counter and guided him back to his bedroom. she passed nick on the way and he nodded in understanding.

when y/n sat matt on his bed, he looked at her and smiled softly.

"thank you." he let out a sigh. y/n sat next to him and wiped the lone tear off his cheek.

"anytime." she smiled in return.

the two of them sat in silence for a few minutes before matt spoke up again.

"i know they're my friends out there but i just...i just..." he couldn't form the right words. y/n placed her hand on his and smiled.

"i get it, matt. you don't have to say anything."

"you don't have to stay in here with me, you know? they're your friends too."

"they may be, but you're my best friend and i feel you need the company more."

"thank you. i really appreciate it." he scooted up the bed until his back was against the headboard. y/n mimicked his actions and rested her head on his shoulder. he placed a kiss to the top of her head and lingered for a few extra seconds.

a few seconds he felt came off as a little more than platonic. but even if y/n noticed, she didn't say a thing. matt knew she was thinking about it though and he knew she didn't bring it up because she didn't want to make him uncomfortable & he couldn't love her more for it.

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february 14, 2023: the fifth time he wanted to tell her but couldn't

valentines day was a day mainly pointed at couples or people who wanted to spend a lot of money to get someone to love them. most of the time, it worked.

but for matt, it didn't.

he spent the past 5 months trying to get over y/n. after the birthday party, he figured that after almost 10 years of being in love with her and not being able to find the courage to tell her, he would just give up and try to focus his love elsewhere.

it resulted in multiple one night stands that never left him feeling as good as y/n did when she was around. he was too far in love with her to forget.

so when valentine's day slowly approached, he devised a plan to tell her how he felt. he bought her favorite flowers and bought her favorite food since she didn't like the traditional chocolate and roses. he also bought her balloons because he knew she liked the way the helium sounded. he knew it was ridiculous to spend money on someone but y/n was worth it to him.

he set everything up in his bedroom and waited for her arrival in the living room.

it was over an hour of waiting before she came through the front door, using the key he gave her.

"i am so sorry i'm late. i know we were supposed to hang out today but work was crazy swamped and my boss asked me to stay after my shift to help clean up the dinner rush."

"it's okay. we're not on any schedule." matt stood up from his spot on the couch and approached her. she smiled at him and let him guide her back to the couch. "you can pick the movie."

"i always pick the movie though. don't you want to pick just this once?"

"no. this is your day. i'm letting you pick. besides, i enjoy it when you pick. it always makes you happy."

"you're the best, matty." she kissed his cheek and rested her head on his shoulder. she pressed play on 'tangled' and even though they had watched the movie together about a hundred times, matt enjoyed it because y/n did. it was her favorite movie and he knew that.

halfway through the movie, the doorbell rang. y/n groaned in protest when matt removed his arm from around her shoulder and stood up.

"it's the food i ordered. be right back." matt ran down the stairs and grabbed the food, handed the driver a $20 tip and went back up to the living room. "happy valentine's day." he set the bag down and y/n opened it.

"you ordered my favorite meal?"

"of course." he smiled and watched as y/n began eating the food. she offered him a bite but he shook his head and she continued eating. when she finished, she looked at matt and he swore he felt his heart skip a beat. she had some sauce on the corner of her mouth and matt thought it was oddly attractive.

"what are you staring at, weirdo?"

"you got a little something right here." he grabbed the napkin and dabbed her lips gently. her eyes briefly closed at the contact and matt took this second to admire her. he slowly pulled the napkin away and stood up quickly.

"you alright?"

"i almost forgot that i set something up in my room for you." he started walking to his room but stopped. "are you staying the night?"

"yeah. i'm too exhausted to drive home and i don't want to bother you for a ride since you already do so much for me." y/n approached him and smiled. "now let's go see what you have set up for me."

when y/n's eyes landed on the balloons, she gasped. then she saw the vase of flowers on matt's beside table & it was like she was in heaven.

she stood there in silence for a little too long so matt grabbed her hand. she was startled but she looked up at him with nothing but adoration in her eyes.

"you are so perfect, matty. and when you do this for a girl for real, she's going to love you endlessly."

he felt like shouting 'this is for real. why can't you see that?' at her, but he didn't. he wanted to tell her he loved her but he had no idea how to prove it.

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march 1 2024: the one time he was finally able to tell her

matt had been silently pining for his best friend for over 10 years and he knew that he needed to face his fears and finally let it out. he wanted to tell chris and ask him for help but he knew that would be a lost cause.

nick was almost no better than chris but he knew that at least with nick, he wouldn't get some bullshit back.

he slowly approached nick's door and knocked. "hey. it's matt. can i ask you for some advice?"

nick opened the door and looked at his brother. "what's up?"

"i need your advice on how to express your feelings for someone."

"just tell y/n how you feel. don't be too grand with the gestures because she hates those. make her favorite meal and jsut tell her everything."

"how do you know who-"

"please, matthew. it's been 10 years. i almost told her for you on her birthday last year but she was pulled away by chris just in time so you're lucky. and if you don't tell her soon, she's going to end up with some loser asshole and she'll be out of our lives forever. you don't want that, do you?"

"absolutely not. i can't let her out of my life." he smiled and went to turn away but a thought went through his mind and he frowned. "what if i tel lher and she freaks out? she'll be out of my life then too."

"she's not going to freak out. she may not like to admit it but she's been in love with you for the last 5 years at least. and before you ask me how i know, i'm attentive. i see things most people don't. but you need to tell her today before you lose her for good."

"why today?"

"she's got a date with simon at 6 and if all goes well, then you'll have lost your chance."

"fuck." he checked his phone and ran down the stairs quickly, throwing in and "i gotta go." on the way down. he grabbed his keys and ran to his car. fearing that he could lose y/n, he felt the car speeding up and when he pulled onto the familiar street, he got nervous and looked at the clock

4:58 pm

he parked in her driveway and knocked on her door. when she answered it, she smiled.

"oh hey matt. what's up?"

"we need to talk." he gently pushed himself past her and went to her kitchen to grab a root beer from the fridge.

"okay. and i repeat. what's up?"

"why didn't you tell me you had a date with simon?"

"what do you mean?"

"nick told me that you had a date with simon tonight. at 6. why didn't you tell me about it?"

"that was last night, matt."

"oh.

"and it wasn't much of a date." she sighed and opened her own bottle of root beer. "it was nice at first but after dinner, we were in his car and he kept putting his hand on my thigh. i told him to quit and he did. at first. but then he kept doing it and each time, his hand went further up." matt watched as y/n's sighed. "i freaked out on him and he called me a prude, then left me on the side of the road. so i walked all the way back here."

"why didn't you call me? i would've come to get you, you know that."

"i was embarrassed and i didn't want you to see me like that." she sighed. "i just felt so.... not good enough."

"okay, no. you don't get to feel that way after defending your own rights. it's ridiculous. he should be the one feeling like shit for the way he treated you. and i swear to god. if i ever see him out in public, i'm kicking his ass."

"matt, relax. it's fine now." y/n set her bottle down and put her hand on his arm. "the fact that you're here is enough to make me feel better."

"good." he looked at her. "for the record, you're more than good enough. he was the one who wasn't good enough for you. i don't think there's anyone alive who deserves you. you're too good of a person."

"well i want to find love eventually, matty." she sighed and looked down at her feet. "i don't want to be too good that nobody deserves me. and i have so much love to give but if nobody deserves me, then who am i gonna give it to?"

"give it to me."

"huh?" she looked up with wide eyes, not believing the words she had just heard.

"give your love to me. i know i am far from worthy but i can definitely do better than simon or any other guy in your life. i've built up so much love for you for the past 10 years and not being able to express it has been killing me. you are the single greatest thing in my life and i don't want anyone else to be with you."

"matt, are you serious?"

"100% serious." matt placed his hand gently on the side of her face. "god, i have loved you since i was 10 years old and you were my first kiss. new years day of 2013 was a life changer for me. it awakened love that i didn't think was possibly so young. and when i was going to tell you, you told me you had a crush on justin. not gonna lie, i cried that night. it sucked so bad." he chuckled. "but i've struggled to come up with a good way to tell you how i've been feeling. it sucked having to watch you with other guys for 10 years."

"matt, i love you. so much. your stupid face. your stupid smile. your stupid tattoos. even though none of you is actually stupid." y/n smiled. "i've loved you since your 9th birthday. and on new years when you asked if you were my last pick for the kiss, i lied. you were my first pick but i didn't want to seem too eager. and i also lied about kissing donnie ryder before break. all he did was kiss my cheek and wish me a merry christmas. you were my first real kiss."

"i hated donnie ryder for years because of that." matt chuckled. "but im glad i was your first."

"we may have been 10 but if i recall correctly, you were the best kiss i've ever had. and i've kissed a lot of guys since then."

"okay, i didn't need to know that. i just confessed my love to you and you're telling me there's been many guys as if i didn't know already." matt smirked. "but i do like that i was the best one."

"i think i need a new sample."

"oh is that so?" matt looked down at y/n as she inched closer. "if a new sample is what you want, then it's what you'll get.

he pulled her in and placed his lips on hers gently. she kissed back immediately and when she smirked into the kiss, matt wrapped his arms around her hips and deepened the kiss.

more than 10 years of feelings was being poured out into the kiss and it was the best kiss either of them had ever had.

"since i was your first kiss, can i also be your last?" matt asked in a low whisper as he pulled away slowly.

"yes. absolutely. a thousand times yes." y/n smirked and kissed him again. and again.

they couldn't get enough of each other and their unspoken commitment to each other was all they needed.

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taglist: @worldlxvlys @fearfam69691

[hysteria-things]

can you do a story where y/n is really sick (a cold)

and chris is loving and takes cares of her

SNUG AS A BUG

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: chris x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you’ve been fighting this terrible cold for about a week, and your boyfriend loves to take care of you.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: FLUFF, swearing, crying

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 570

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: fun fact this is based off when i was sick and dying in like october LMAO it was the worst i’ve ever felt.

hope you like it anon!

i’m feeling jolly today so i might post a smut later ;)

here’s to day a million of being sick. realistically, it’s only been a week, but you still felt like shit.

the TV was playing your favorite show since you’ve had enough free time to binge. it feels like you’ve been glued to the couch forever.

tissues were scattered on the snack table next to you along with two empty bowls — one with soup from breakfast and one with ice cream. those are the only two things you can eat since your throat is killing you.

your parents have to work, so chris has been coming over to take care of you when they’re not available.

the front door opens; you don’t have the energy to look at who it is (even though you know)

“i got you your soup from wawa and some more water.” chris smiles sympathetically at you, placing the things on the table.

“thank you.” you hoarse out.

“how are you feeling?”

“terrible.”

he pouts. “i’m going to go to your room for just a second. let me know if you need anything.”

you nod as he walks away, making his way up the staircase. however, he pauses midway when he hears your sniffles.

it’s not just congested sniffles. they’re cry sniffles.

he snaps his head to you. you have the soup in your hands, but you’re not eating it. instead, you’re using the spoon to mix it.

he quickly goes back down the stairs to come rushing to you. “oh, no. none of that.” he takes his thumbs and wipes your tears, leaving his hands cupping your cheeks afterward.

“i don’t want to be sick anymore.” you sob. his heart is breaking seeing you like this. he hates it when you’re upset. “my h-head hurts so bad. a-and i feel so weak.”

“i know, i’m sorry.” he places your head into his stomach since he’s standing in front of you, and your tears start to wet his shirt. “just keep taking the medicine the doctor gave you and you’ll get better in no time.”

“i don’t want the soup.” you cry. you tend to say nonsense when you’re this upset about something.

“that’s okay.” he grabs it from your hands and places it with the other bowls. “we can save it for later, alright?”

a chill runs up your spine. chris starts to take the blanket off of your body and before you can protest, he speaks. “let’s bring you to bed. it’s much more comfortable.”

he takes your hands in his and helps you off the couch, walking at your pace until you’re upstairs and into your room. you immediately head under the covers, plus two more blankets for your chills.

chris starts tucking you in with a goofy grin on his face, as if he’s a father tucking in his child. “feel snug?”

you smile warmly. “as a bug.”

“i’m going to go get your medicine and water so you have them. i’ll be right back.”

you yawn but nod as he leaves the room.

moments later chris returns, but you already passed out. he quietly makes his way into the room when he notices this, placing the items on your nightstand.

he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear before kneeling to kiss you on the forehead. “i love you.” he whispers, backing out of the room and closing the door, leaving you to sleep for the rest of the afternoon.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

@bunbunbl0gs @lexisecretaccx @thy-mission @angelic-sturniolos111 @sophssturn @mattsneezing @janiellasblog @blahbel668 @meg-sturniolo @hearts4chris @mattslolita @sturnbaby @imwetforyourmom @tillies33ssss

[sturnioloisland]

Cuddling with Chris | HC’s

Pairing: Chris x GN!Reader

Warnings: Maybe a little suggestive at some points?? But nothing explicit.

Requested: No

A/n: Chris 100% gives the best cuddles, I just know it.

You guys see how this man is constantly hugging his brothers or showing some sort of physical affection towards them? ABSOLUTELY translates to whenever you guys are cuddling in bed together.

The world’s BIGGEST cuddle bug and he doesn’t even try to hide it.

Literally wraps his entire self around your body when he’s laying next to you in bed. He really just couldn’t get any closer to you.

He does enjoy laying with you without any clothes on — not in a sexual way. The warmth for your bodies bring him comfort, and like previously mentioned, he just wants to be as close to you no barriers between you guys.

LOVES when you trace your fingers across his scalp or twirl the ends of his hair around your fingers. Tingles would be send down his spine causing shivers to run through his body. It’s so relaxing to him.

Big spoon or little spoon? Baby he’s both. You have a bad day and just want him to hold you? Say less. He gives you puppy dog eyes because he just wants to be wrapped in your arms? How could you say no to him.

I feel like sometimes he would be super fidgety when in bed because he just has so much energy, so he’ll just be constantly moving — this isn’t a super common occurrence though

If you’re sick and stuck in bed, he would attempt to make you soup (usually heating up a can of soup on the stove). He would then bring it to you in bed, and he would either help feed it to you, or just sit next to you. He doesn’t care if he gets sick from you. All that matters is that you know that he’s still there for you.

Sometimes while you guys are cuddled up next together, he’ll suddenly bring up some random topic and just start running with it. You listen to him intently while tracing your fingers across his chest. Even if you have no clue what he’s talking about, you enjoy listening to his interests. He’s such an open book with you.

Hates crying in front of you, but sometimes he just breaks down from built up emotions that he hasn’t confessed. Even though he doesn’t like crying, he feels safe enough in your arms to just let it all out.

After certain activities in the bedroom, he just loves staying in bed with you. He’s not quick to get up and clean you or himself off just yet. He likes basking in the afterglow with you. It’s only when you start complaining about feeling dirty that he finally gets up to clean you both off.

Absolutely the type of guy to stick his head under your shirt to lay against your bare chest.

[sturn-saturn]

late night head

pairing: fem!reader x chris

warnings: oral sex, oral fixation, dirty talk??

a/n: not proofread!!

no matter where you are, what you’re doing, you always have something in your mouth. whether it’s gum, a lollipop, or a straw.

you’ve had a long day with your friends. your social battery ran out halfway through and all you wanted was to go home to your boyfriend chris. it’s currently 9pm and you just entered your shared apartment.

“CHRIS!?” you call out.

“IN THE ROOM!!”

you make your way to your shared bedroom and see your boyfriend, in bed, lying on his back, hair messy, hoodie, and sweats. just how you like him.

there’s something about chris wearing casual clothing or looking comfortable that just makes you feel all warm and fuzzy, but at the same time you want to jump his bones.

“hey bug.” chris says opening his arms waiting for you to crawl over to him.

“hey.” you say flopping onto his chest

“how was it with your friends?”

“it was fun but i missed you a lot.”

“you saw me this morning.” he laughs.

“okay and?” you roll your eyes.

you both lie there for a bit watching whatever chris had on the tv. your hand shifts under his hoodie and you rest your hand on his chest. he always feels so warm you love it.

“chris.”

“hmm.” he says shifting his attention to you.

“can i?”

“can you what?”

“you know” you drag out the last word.

“no say it.”

chris knows what you want. he always does. but he wanted to hear you say it. he loved giving you a hard time because he thinks you look so cute when you whine and get frustrated.

“i want you in my mouth.” you mumble.

“alright cmon.”

chris shifts on the bed and adjusts himself. you move down more and lie your head near his pelvis and he takes his dick out for you.

chris knows about your oral fixation and he doesn’t mind it. it’s a win-win as he likes to call it. “i get my dick sucked, you satisfy your oral fixation,” his words.

you grab his dick and position your head closer giving kitten licks on the tip. you hear him hiss and you smile a bit knowing how sensitive he is.

your favorite part of having chris in your mouth is no matter how bad he wants to shove himself down your throat, he strokes your hair and it makes you feel so comforted. he makes sure he’s gentle with you and caters to your needs.

you then start sucking on his tip and swirling your tongue around eliciting a groan from him. “good girl. you’re such a good girl aren’t you?”

“mhmm.” you hum with him in your mouth. the vibrations rushing through his body causing him to throw his head back.

after 10 minutes of what you’re doing, chris finishes and your oral fixation is satisfied to say the least.

“did i do okay?” you ask wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

“you were perfect.” he smiles pulling you close pecking your lips.

[obsidianbaby]

I DONT SHARE

this is pt 2 of " FUCKING BROWNIES"

read pt 1 here :

synopsis - you've been best friends with the triplets for a few years and you're currently visiting them in LA. After your hot sneaky hook up with chris, matt cannot keep his attention off of you.

warnings/notes - angst, matt! x reader, fingering, spit kink, voyeurism, choking, slight praise kink, themes of possession

a/n - this is the sequel of my first ever sturniolo smut so i hope y'all like where the plot is goingggggg (she thick) okok enjoy mwah

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It's after 11pm and the brownies finished baking an hour ago, the boys and I are currently enjoying them on the couch while watching a movie.

I sit squished between chris and nick, leaning on nick's shoulder with his arm around me and my legs extended across chris's lap, his hands mindlessly rubbing my legs. Matt sits uninterested and incredibly quiet on the furthest part of the couch from us, face buried in his phone.

"Matt you good?" Chris asks looking over at Matt from his spot on the couch beside me. Matt ignores him and continues to stare blankly at his phone.

"Mattttttt are you going to try our brownies or what??" I ask staring at him wondering what's crawled up his ass in the past hour.

At the sound of my voice he looks up from his phone at me for a mere second before returning his attention to his phone.

"If you don't have some now these fuckers are going to end up finishing the pan" Nick says looking towards Matt. Matt heavy sighs and puts his phone down before turning to us.

"Nah im good, not hungry." he says cooly.

"what? bro I thought you wanted some brownies..?" Chris asks smirking in confusion looking from Matt to me, I shrug my shoulders at him.

"yeah not anymore, lost my appetite for brownies. I think i'll just go clean up the kitchen." He replies, standing up and heading for the kitchen.

"sounds good to me" Nick adds jokingly.

"wait let me help you" I say, sitting up getting ready to stand up. Chris tightens his grip on my legs and looks at me intensely. I bite my lip at the feeling of his grip on my legs and I raise my eyebrow at him. He just shakes his head and pouts at me, not wanting me to leave my place from the couch. I just roll my eyes at him and continue to get off the couch following Matt into the kitchen.

"what can I do to help?" I ask matt politely while standing beside him at the counter.

without looking over at me he scoffs, "you're grown do you really need me to assign you a task?"

baffled but not wanting to poke the bear I step away from him and start to gather the utensils and mixing bowls to wash in the sink.

I start to mindlessly hum while washing the dishes in the sink and matt walks up closely behind me softly saying, "I was going to wash the dishes" i feel his hot breath on my neck.

"don't worry i've got it how about you just go watch the movie matt, i know you're not feeling well" I say keeping my body turned towards the sink.

"excuse me? What makes you think i'm not feeling good?" he asks with an tone.

"probably because of your sudden attitude?" I say bluntly as i continue to focus on washing the dishes. He lets out an unamused chuckle before wrapping his arms around my waist, hugging me from behind.

"I'm fine, really" he says, nuzzling his head into my neck.

"are you sure? you can tell me what's bugging you ya know?" i say lowly so only he can hear. He shifts behind me and sighs, his arms lazily hugging me still.

"i know but i'm fine" he whispers against my neck, shivers erupt down my spine.

"okayyyy whatever you say matthew" I say as i finish putting the clean dishes on the drying rack. I turn around in his arms and let him hug me tightly, putting my face in his chest.

"hey are you coming back to watch the movie?" chris calls suddenly from the couch and i swing my head towards him, his jaw clenching.

"uh yeah I just want to wipe down the table and counters first." Chris gives me a thumbs up and goes back to watching the movie. "Matt are you gonna join us after i finish cleaning?" I ask breaking apart the hug to look up at him. He smiles at me and nods.

"only if i can have my turn with you as my blanket." He says smiling cheekily. I laugh and shake my head at him.

"of course matt I know how to share" I say with a wink before turning away from his hold to wipe down the counters and table. Matt just leans against the sink and watches me contently. "hey i thought you came in here to clean?" I say teasingly to matt, my back to him as i bend over the table to reach the other side with the cloth. I can feel matts stare on me and I turn around the face him, his eyes already locked on mine and he blushes.

"yeah but you gave me the day off so" he says crossing his arms across his chest smiling at me.

"whatever. I'm done now anyways lets go" I say, tugging his arms and he gives up his hold and allows me to tug him to the couch with me.

He takes a seat beside chris leaving an obvious spot in the middle of him and chris for me to take. I sit in between them deciding to keep to myself.

Chris immediately leans his head on my shoulder and i can feel matt staring at us. I look over to matt and he smiles before grabbing my legs and pulling me closer to him so my legs lay horizontally across his lap, my ass half on his lap. Chris shifts his position and pulls my shoulders gently so that my head rests on his lap and he begins to run his fingers through my hair.

"well you three look incredibly comfortable, I'm gonna head up to bed now" Nick says standing up before turning to me, "and thanks for cleaning up the kitchen" he smiles, continuing to the stairs up to his room.

"hey i helped" matt adds jokingly.

"wrong" I say looking at matt.

"you did not" nick adds before disappearing up the stairs.

"not my fault you didnt let me" matt says raising his hands up and i roll my eyes.

While chris continues to run his fingers through my hair, matt places his hands firmly on my thighs, his fingers resting in between. Matt starts to softly trace his fingers along the inside of my thighs and my core begins to tighten.

I look at Matt with a questioning look and he just winks cheekily at me continuing to rub my inner thighs, causing my panties to grow wetter by the second. My breathing starts to pick up and its as if chris can hear my raising heartbeat, he looks down at me from where my head rests on his lap.

"you good?" he asks quietly, gently caressing my cheek with his hand to tilt my face towards him. I nod not being able to get any words out worried that a moan might escape my lips instead. He smirks at me and turns his attention back to the tv.

When i notice chris's attention is no longer on me apart from his hands buried in my hair, i look back at matt, his gaze still on me, making my cheeks flush.

I look down at his hands that keep inching further and further up my inner thighs towards my heat thats now pulsing so hard he can probably feel it.

"hey chris, pass me that blanket will ya?" matt nods to the blanket beside chris. Chris reaches beside him and hands the blanket over my head to matt. Matt lays the blanket over our laps now shielding his hands that are currently tracing lines around my bikini line.

I bite my lip holding matt's intense gaze and he smirks at me before he finally breaks the stare and turns to watch the movie. He then leans over to the coffee table, grabbing the remote and turns the tv up to a ridiculous volume.

Chris looks over at matt, "dude are you deaf?"

"i just turned it up a little relax" matt says while he watches the movie intently and i watch him. He then looks over at me sensing my stare, "be a good girl and watch the movie" he says quietly, before turning back to the tv. I gulp hard and do what he says, licking my lips with anticipation.

Matt's hands suddenly graze under my shorts and start playing with the hem of my panties causing my to involuntarily buck my hips. Chris snaps his attention to me and then to matt and then back to me with a questioning look.

"sorry im fine" I say instantly looking over at Matt who has a cocky smile on his face as he continues to watch the tv.

"hey i just gotta move you for a sec," chris suddenly says, gently moving my jaw to look up at him, "i'll be right back okay?"

"mhm" i respond as chris smoothly scooches his lap from under my head and walks away down the hall towards the bathroom.

Matt whips his head towards where chris just walked off to and then down at me and he smiles, "how long do you think he'll be?" his eyes looking black with hunger.

"why? you tryna get handsy with me while chris is in the bathroom down the hall?" i say jokingly trying to act like what matt is doing to me isn't driving me fucking insane.

"hmm i dunno..." he says as he lets his fingers slip under my panties and he quickly runs his fingers through my slick once.

"matt!" i gasp, "what the fuck are you doing...?" i say trying hard to hide the smirk growing on my face.

"what? you said you know how to share, dont you? and I want to take my turn now." he says daringly as he intently holds my stare while he slips his fingers through my slick once more. "do you not want to share with me anymore?" he asks, bringing his thumb to my sensitive bud and pressing down firmly on it, my hips bucking up against his touch.

"fuck matt please" i say my head rolling back and my legs relaxing into his touch.

"i'll take that as a yes" he says as he moves his fingers through my slick a few times before he plunges two into my heat as deep as he can. my hips jolt and i moan his name.

"atta girl" he says as he continues to pump his fingers hard against my spongy walls, curling them up perfectly to hit my sweet spot with every thrust.

the knot in my stomach building as he works his finger inside of me and he brings his other hand to grab my throat grabbing firmly. I gasp at his movement and look up at his blown out pupils.

"matt" i whine through suppressed breaths and he smiles devilishly at me, his thumb pressing firm tight circles on my clit.

"i know you may enjoy sharing, but i don't" he says biting his lip as he watches my face scrunch with pleasure. I look at him with a raised brow.

"wha what do you mean?' i mumble

"i mean you're mine and i dont share." he says nodding towards the bathroom where chris walked off to minutes ago. I begin to open my lips again but my word are taken from me as he adds a third finger inside me, slamming them against my sweet spot and i moan out his name.

"open your mouth" he says, his hand still firmly gripping my neck and i part my lips staring up at him. He spits in my mouth, "swallow" he says cooly and i do. "good girl".

"matt m'gonna cum" i mumble, my head getting dizzy from his grip around my neck and the knot in my stomach hanging on the edge.

"uh uh uh not until you agree with me" his hungry eyes looking intensely into mine, his three digits slowing their pace inside of me causing me to clench my thighs around his hand.

"agree with what matt?" i say through labored breaths.

"that you're mine" he says, leaning his face towards mine as he moves his hand from around my neck to my jaw and grips it firmly, lifting my face to meet his. I bite my lip at his words, knowing what he is implying at.

"matt please" i beg, pain starting to take over from my high not being reached.

"say it"

"im yours matt only yours"

and with my words he plunges his fingers knuckle deep into my heat as he aggressively pushes his lips onto mine. The kiss is hungry and needy and he forces my lips apart with his tongue to explore.

my walls clench around his fingers and i moan into his mouth, and he continues to twirl his tongue around mine, fingers deep inside of me as i ride out my high.

once the waves of my arousal stop pouring out around his fingers he removes them and sticks them into his mouth, watching me intently as he sucks and licks my juices from them.

"you taste better than i thought you would." he says casually and i laugh at his words trying to process my second orgasm of the night.

"what the fuck matt" i say slumping into the couch, bringing my hands up to my neck where i can still feel the pressure of where his grip was.

chris comes strolling into the kitchen from the hallway and matt grins at me, his fingers still in his mouth.

"hey matt did you finally get a taste?" he asks as he makes his way to the couch sitting next to where my head rests.

we both look over to him in shock at his words.

"the brownies..?" he asks curiously, pointing to the tray still sitting on the coffee table.

"oh yeah i got a taste." matt responds, removing his fingers from his mouth.

"and..? what do ya think?" chris asks.

"fucking perfect." matt states, smiling at me.

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CHRIS POV

The way matt's not even hiding it, rubbing her thighs right beside me for me to see.. I can feel her breathing heavily in my lap, watching her licking her lips and staring at him.

As soon as matt asked for the blanket i knew he was going to try something and fuck me i couldn't stay to watch it, I had to leave the room, seeing her body react like that from matt's touch and not mine?

Once I got to the bathroom i splashed some cold water on my face and sat down on the floor.

Minutes pass and I could hear her fucking gasping and moaning his name. Which I hate to admit got me hard. so hard that it ached, not having jerked off my previous boner from earlier tonight with her in the kitchen.

I sit, leaned against the door and close my eyes, listening to her moans and imagining im the one thats pulling them from her instead as i slip my hand around my hard cock and pump until i finish with her.

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a/n - i had the roughest plan for this when i first started cooking so the ending is just as surprising to us both. Hope yall enjoyed ittttttttttt. part 3 anyone? <3

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